Here I Am

Here I am, 
with a small stone and a long shot, 
trying to slay the giant of apathy
who lives inside of me. 
I'll need a little help, 
I'm a little out of step, 
and my aim's not what it used to be. 

Here I am, 
in the den with lions, 
and angry wildebeest 
who are roaming wild and free. 
I can see them quietly prowling, 
I can hear their stomachs growling, 
and I have a sudden urge to pee. 

Here I am, 
with five loaves and two fish, 
trying to drive away the hunger 
that burns inside of me. 
I know it's not a lot, 
but it's all I've got, 
please make it last for eternity. 

Here I am, 
picking through the debris, 
when I pray I know you listen, 
and things dont seem so crazy. 
People say that's nonsense, 
and put it down to coincidence, 
but I'm not sure I agree. 

So, here I am, 
like David, Daniel, 
and that packed-lunch kid, 
on my own little journey. 
The road is hard and narrow, 
but I know you watch the sparrow, 
and I pray you'll look out for me.