written by Marini Barika Facey
Oh soul, where is your escape hatch?
This trap door is locked and I am drowning.
This isn't magic. This isn't an illusion.
It is existence for me...breath by staggering breath!
The water rises...
The key has been stolen.
The latch can't be broken.
Hear everyone clap and cheer
outside of this beautiful God-made box.
...inside, the water rises around this God-breathed soul!
People always want to see another act,
a parlor trick,
a daring stunt,
some great performance--an encore.
If anyone ever doubted,
know God is VERY living, because somehow I exist.
But still oh soul, where is your escape hatch?!