and as i watched him lay there...
his face thinning
his belly swollen and raging..
as i watched him look on..
almost empty in gaze..
almost pleading..

solomon's cry came to mind
"vanity of vanities.......all is vanity"
i feel the time is short..
i fear im losing hope..
i desire that he knows..
that he understands..

what good does his titles do him?
what good does his money?
oh God...
crying out in desperation..
i know Your way is good and perfect..
open his eyes...show him Your way..
let his fears and thirsting end..
and true life begin..

its a hard thing i ask..
impossible...i know..
but You do the impossible..
You do the impossible..
please...pleassse.