Bringing To Order
And if you stand in doubt
Who brought this rhyme about
My name is Isaac James Odah
I remain in good order.
Though my rhyme be regged
Tattered, rusty and jagged;
If you take heed
It'll be a good lead.
For as far as I can see,
It is wrong with each degree
When many puff with pride;
And refuse morality on their side.
With high and hunt adventure,
They become evil structure;
Just for silver and gold
Their integrity is sold.
See all good in them rotten,
And virture is also forgotten;
The smallest temptation they'll succumb,
Pretending to be deaf and dumb.
Thus, I Isaac James Odah,
Intending to bring to order
What I consider great suicide
Eating many inside.
Trying to rescue them from evil corners,
Soon they are seen as goners.
Sound to them words of warning
You'll encounter their anger burning.
Helping to break the yoke,
They'll regard it as a joke;
Knowing life got no dublicate,
But created to be delicate.
Life must be handle with care,
With creator's reverential fear;
Then hope'll flow like stream,
Appearing like good dream.
The grandson of Odah
Has still got another,
This must be revealed,
I can't have it concealed.
Not minding who's offended
Nor they that are defended.
Aiming to bring to light,
And persuading to do right.
This is my enviable mission
Never out of commission.
These words of mine is life,
A companion as a wife.
Whatsoever you take it to be,
It'll sting wrong heart as bee
Piecing like a sharp sword,
Leading as undefeated lord.
Taking my words on trust
Can prevent human rust;
The truth therein has no truncation,
To you everywhere I make my dedication.
Copyright © Isaac Odah | Year Posted 2017
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