Monroe Dispatch - No Struggle, No Progress

"ON THE WINGS OF HIS WORD" (Matthew 6:26)


December 17, 2020

Copyright 2012 By: Marion Obafemi, "THE PO' FOLK'S POET"

It was 5:45, when I opened my eyes, and the first thing that I hear

Was the melodic songs, of birds sounding the alarm,

proclaiming that dawn was near.

Their song was so clear, that it tickled my ear, and caused my heart to smile

They said open your mind and surely you will find, strength to go the next mile.

One bird said, "Each day I am fed, and I store no food in a barn

I don't plant no crops, ain't punching no clock, but I have shelter from the storms".

"So, why are you, looking sad and blue, don't you know you're a child of...

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