Pause. The words have been mine,
So much my own they tire me.
I can breathe, others cannot and so
My words tire me; hear others’ words
To let them breathe. Unpause.
I won’t hold my bible up,
I will read it, bow my head,
Roll up my sleeves, do the hard work
It calls me to do.
Those others’ who cannot breathe
Are no other than me, are no others.