Good Heart Be Well

Have you seen my children? I said, No, Thank you, she said, but I left them in the house, and Now I can't find them. Fast, go to the station, and Make your case, She took heed, and went. Another day she returned, My friend, she called, the will Of the enemies shall not manifest In your life, In the name of Jesus, I said Amen, She thanked me, and left. Her thanks was regardless to Our former meeting, but culture, How beautiful? Another day, I caught her, Dropping some crumbs of bread,and Palm oil in two separate bowls In my doorstep. Other days, I saw her Eating filth, and Singing cheerfully as she dined. Yesterday, she sat on the side of The road talking her chest bare, I stood on, and listened; She was preaching the Gospel of Truth, and She does so every morning. O Merciful! Lift now the burden ladened on This precious soul.