Is this not the fast that I choose.
To loose the bonds of wickedness.
Where we wonder is our true muse.
How do we deal with our restfulness.

Do we undo the straps of the yoke.
To let the oppressed go free.
Are we caring honest folk.
Do we understand , can we truly see.

Is it not to share your bread with the hungry.
To bring the homeless poor into your house.
But too often we just allow ourselves to be lazy.

Our energy no greater than that of a mouse.

Will our light break forth like the dawn.
The battle lines are surely drawn.

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What fast do we choose
Do we care about others
Or about ourselves

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See Isaiah 58 : 1-9