The Words Of A Preacher

Night comes and goes

What tomorrow holds

Nobody knows

Like onion bulb it unfolds.

Ignorant mind seeks wisdom

Troubled soul seeks solace

Bond men seek freedom

But uncertainty remains the case.

Be happy, be glad, rejoice

Mix opportunity with diligence

Tread the path of godly choice

Reap your fruit and eat in silence.

Give a portion to seven

Give a portion to eight

Hope lies in heaven

We await to be late..