the plentiful emerge
from their havens
of plenty
to take their seat
amid the homeless
and poor
denied
even just enough to eat
it is God's way
as unfair to man
as it seems
to better teach
one and all
by way of any means
notice
for where there is need
he sends those in throngs
to such places to convene
where like you they see too
he is planting his seeds
you are one of his flowers grown
to notice this depravity
and yet what to your limited eyes
appears as disregard
to HE who sees all
much else may be clear
perhaps that man in that land rover
is a modest man and chooses
to offer his alms with no chiming
of any bells to announce his good deeds
or those well dressed youths out having
their conversation, laughter and evening tea
slave all week working hard at their less
stellar jobs just so that one evening each week
they can gather in their best clothes have some
joy filled harmless fun and refreshing drinks
we can only judge what we see with our
tiny limited sights
yet for all you really know many amazing
selfless acts could be occurring at once
to the tune of all of God's delight
though you yourself will not know it before
the fall of the evening's moon
God will know
and the souls in his view of needing the most
will be given not always what they deserve
but what God believes for them in that moment
is right
so worry yourself not
and attend to troubles and tragedies
that you have the power in you to correct
and rewrite
for you are not the saver of the world
Leave those fields for the most part to God
and allow him to work his great good love
through out every last fiber of each
individual life
for the world truly is his oyster
as no man could ever judge let alone see
with the perfection of God's judgment and sight........
(March 18, 2010 109am)
Author's Notes/Comments:
I feel quite silly admitting this but once again I found a poem written nearly a year ago to the day that I never posted on line. I found it by accident in my email and would have even sworn it was in my poems here on Post Poems but was stunned to realize it indeed was not. (Proof dare I admit that I am indeed getting old?) I recall this poem. I had a long conversation with my love and he was expressing his sadness of scenes of extreme poverty he had witnessed earlier that day and I was telling him that we judge with such limited eyes, that he does not see what God sees and maybe scenes of the youthful boys having tea while others around them begged was not as it seemed or nor would he know what they do at other times when not having tea for all he knew I argued those boys could volunteer helping the homeless or educating the poor. I chastised him for judging them without knowing the full story. I argued only God could judge them for their actions or inactions and he should save that for God and not be so upset by what he saw others supposedly NOT DOING. I counciled him to do what he himself can do and pray for the poor of course but not be angry when he sees others having tea or seemingly oblivious to the lesser fortunate around them as that was God's place to judge those who truly stand by and do nothing when any little they could do would mean so much to ones who have less than so little even. This poem came from that conversation. I was very moved by our conversation and wanted my point to be as clear as possible. Anyway, I am sorry that I ignorantly held this poem from my fellow readers eyes. It was totally unintentional and I am most happy to be sharing it with you at last. I hope you enjoy and again thank you all for reading my works. It touches me to see the views counter number rise. I've written for myself for years and never thought much about sharing what I write with others but it is gratifying to know others are taking a peak. Whether you comment or not to me that is not so important and please if you see a mispelling or a type o do inform me I welcome that stuff as I like my poems to be void of misspellings. Once again thank you all so much.....................
