Poetry

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We soon forget His works,
Taking it for granted;
But danger also lurks,
That makes you enchanted.

You give it all your trust,
With being on your own;
And then begin to lust,
Though God does not condone.

Something else takes control,
As to where you embark;
Taking over your soul,
As you go in the dark.

God gave you a request,
But you did not impart;
And did not pass His test,
With disease in your heart.

You are green with envy,
But watch if the earth shakes;
Or a broken levee,
Resulting from earthquakes.

The ground may open wide,
As you are then swallowed;
Finding yourself inside,
For the debt that you owed.

The debt is from your crime,
Not obeying the voice;
Of God time after time,
And praise was not your choice.

Copyright © 2011 Richard Newton Sherrer

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