Silent Preacher
SILENT PREACHER
He got no god and not much faith
Not even a prayer even before he sleeps
Yet, he is good. He harms no one.
He feeds himself his daughter and his sons.
Without a mess, he does just to his business
To everyone he treat giving no headaches
Oh! how kind is he! He is a man
His is the heart who knows how to love
His arms wide open not choosing any one
He freely shares himself to many and one
He knows no verses , owns no Bible
Neither a prophet but readily speaks the truth
I wonder how, what makes a real man?
Is it his faith or is it himself?
Look at this man, he not a pastor nor a priest
But can you hear.... there's a preacher in his deeds.
©O.E. Guillermo
Sponsor Regina Riddle
Contest Name Didactic poem contest
Placed 6th
2:30 pm; November 10, 2014
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2014
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