Knock, knock…the world is at my door…
The world is a stranger and I don’t want that company no more.
Knock, knock…the sound is getting more and more loud…
If I open the door, in comes a chaotic crowd.
Knock, knock…why can’t they just go away?
I have no ungodliness acts to give or words to say.
Knock, knock….okay, this is starting to bother me…
The change I have made – can’t they see?
What is this I hear..no more knocks anymore?
God says “no” because I answered your door.
Stacy L. Montgomery