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The Finest Missionary

The Rich: Our lunch is so tasty and luscious It’s like in the mission we will see Hmmm….the air so cold and affectionate I can finally use my money as well as charm Crap! My gadgets will indeed save me Branded clothing will be an impression That is why; I am the best missionary here Because I have everything the world Could ever desire. The Intellectual: Yes, to teach is my dearest passion I’m not like you bird brains Who are ignorant of knowledge and prestige I’m the only one who can feed minds One that thinks and reflects I will make them understand The meaning and essence, from Soc to Sartre and beyond That is why I’m the righteous lad To be an instrument of God The Humble: Just think of the adventures we will encounter I’m not that rich and smart But to be with the people is our real task Not to impress, not to be a cutie, and play with coconut husk All I want to do is be with God’s people To serve Him with all my heart My oblation is everything This sacrifice is only for Him to offer Not for man but to the transcendental One The Adjudicator: That is all true of what you say But remember that every minute there may be danger Snakes, NPA’s, ancient spirits and the current as you walk along the river Remember, you are all unique in different talents Use them well to do great things Be sure that before it gets dark you will find your way Because the best among you Just lies beneath the veins. How precious is the life given for mission? You will all now become a real servant of the Lord Doing the same, but in different ways And let us all rise and pray Evaporate! Be gone and sleep early For tomorrow you will get wet and dreary Finish your food; it may be your last Godspeed and in Him put all your trust!

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Date: 5/25/2013 10:19:00 AM
Mark, i picture myself reading this poem out loud on stage. very powerful. God should be the only act to follow... love your mind... PD
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