A POEM BY A PALS-people w/ALS

I AM NOT CAPTURED
I face a giant
It's not one you can see
Yet, it is not invisible
The giant insists on winning
It's hold reaches deep
I am trapped within its grasp
The giant holds me tight, yet
I am not captured.
We live as one
The giant feeds on motor neurons
Slowly, it disables my limbs
The giant wants all of me
Yet, not all is his to take
For my soul belongs to Jesus
I am not captured.
Peace prevails
The giant has taken my voice
It has taken my throat too
Yet, my spirit remains free
What can be seen belies truth
There is more to me unseen
I am not captured.
There is strength
A deep well abides within
I live, even though I die
Yet, the giant demands more
With hands clasped, I pray
Thank you Lord for this day
The giant will not prevail
I am not captured.
I am alive
A wellspring of hope abides
Though my body slowly dies
My soul grows stronger still
Yet, the giant knows this not
No matter, God is on my side
The angels attend to me
I am not captured.
(© copyright, Jan 2008, Butterfly)