Religious Business Poems | Religious Poems About Business
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My younger days, I had naught.
At least, that was what I thought.
Fame and riches, the goals I sought.
Wanting only things that could be bought.
Day after day, for them I fought;
And in the game, I was caught
In the cold and ruthless life I’d wrought.
As life progressed, I began to see
That not all things had price or fee,
The most beautiful things are truly free,
Hope and joy, compassion and empathy,
Someone to love and to love me.
And in my quiet moments, I began to plea;
And so, my true happiness came to be.
Others could share in this lesson too.
You can believe my words are true;
But it seems a lesson valued by few.
Instead of a life and memories you rue,
Reappraise your life and what you do.
It’s never too late to renew
Your life and be…….. a happier you.
Copyright © Robert Candler
I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
It will all be okay!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Copyright © Kevin C. Martin
I do not know?
a transcultural talented conman
with red ruby lips, that could make any developed woman cry
kisses that, more than could blow the mind
payed for in Abrahamic religionist gold
kissed me only to tear at my unknowing soul
i (I) kissed a hired dick with no morality, to bee (be) in hand
and he touched me like i was a new religious chocolate
i kiss a handy con-man
with skin as brown as tea
he made me feel i could be
beautify, black candy, appropriately me
and i learned that the world
will come at you with implied, dick in hand
so i kissed a handy symbols of a devote man
who was hired, to play me, like
i was a American ethic vocation band!
Copyright © verlecia fields