Weakest Link

My children are so devious
They ferret out my failings
They peck at open wounds
Until I consider wailing

They pit my wife against me
She says yes when I've said no
In the confusion they get their way
I'm not certain how they did so

My wife and I are connections
Damaged in the stink
We strive to win the contest
But find we are the weakest links

My heart is so very devious
It is so full of failings
My heart bears lots of open wounds
And I consider wailing

My flesh it is against me
It says yes, when my heart says no
In the confusion it gets its way
I'm not certain how 'flesh' did so

Heart, mind and soul are connections
Damaged in the stink
Striving to win the battle
Finding I'm my own weakest link

[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright © 2004 (cmi@prairieweb.com) -- submitted by Glenn Hascall ]