Nerves Ending
By Tom D

It’s become an epidemic,
A plague of notoriety,
It daily afflicts it victims,
It’s merely called anxiety.

It’s the thief of our peace,
The robber of  sobriety,
Its origins are abundant,
Yet its feelings lack variety.

Many books have been written,
On this scourge to our society,
And experts seem to spawn,
With widespread ubiquity.

But God has a therapy,
He requires minimal piety,
A simple walk with Him,
Eradicates anxiety.