This Cause Must Be Born

Consistency,

Hmm, consistency—

This virtue I lack,

But I know it is a requirement

If at all you want to be someone great,

In this case, a great writer.

It's a personal struggle I encounter,

Though I wish I had an accountability partner.

Could anyone reading this help me out?

Anyone, please?

Just send me a text if you'd like to help.

I'd very much appreciate it.

Because writing is not something

That I can just toss into the trash.

I love the procedure; it brings me joy.

Moreover, there's a lot embedded

In the wombs of ABBA

That needs to be released for the world.

And He's chosen me

As a vessel fit for this cause.

You may not care about ABBA,

But for the sake of the souls

That must be impacted—

Could you please help me out?

Would you see this cause birthed forth?

Would you? Pretty please?

For the burden on my heart is great.

That which I carry is greater than I,

And it must survive.

It must be born.

For the sake of this good cause,

This cause—

The cause of Christ