No time

This is an old poem I wrote a long time ago I just found it and thought I'd share it.

Trapped inside a world full of confusion and doubt, fear creeps in and work his way all around.
There's no time to pray and there's no time to breathe, there's only time to worry about tomorrow and what tomorrow brings.
But don't worry, don't let fear take hold, for Jesus will heal you, Jesus will make you whole. 
Just don't worry just live and let be. Take hold of life's reigns and be the best you can be.