This poem I wrote tonight is helping me with my intermittent fasting. It’s not always easy eating less but I realise that praying and being with God Himself, will help me conquer certain habits. Humour is a good way 😄 to grow. A merry heart is good medicine, remember? (Proverbs 17:22)

Hunger has no hands.

But fatty plans.

But still it waves.

It comes and goes.

It shouts, Hurray!

Break your fast!

I’m a weak state!

I cannot last today!

I must break.

Oh stop, I say.

Your just a wuss.

You have no soul.

Like a lifeless puss.

Be gone today.

Your just a wave.

In a big black hole!

Just go away.

Your off the track.

Your only lack.

You feed my shell.

You always come back.

I don’t like you.

Your such a pain.

You stuff the flesh!

And then eat again.

Me without you, I’m better off.

I don’t feed you, I’m gonna stop!

I feel your twinge.

Still I won’t cringe.

I will not say –

“Boohoo, I broke my fast today.”

Goodbye hunger!

See my wave?

Jesus fasted, He leads today.

I’ll follow Him, please do not stay.

I’ll sing and pray without delay. 🙏

I’ll feed my soul.

And not my flesh.

I’ll pray dear God to You today.

I’ll drink.

I’ll rest and rest some more. 😌

Then off to bed.

My prayers are said.

I feel much stronger!

My soul is fed.

Thank you Lord! 😊