Vessels of Honor
God has hidden great treasures
in vessels of seeming dishonor
who are out of funds, luck and favor
being different they incur our displeasure
Many stars are hiding in their shell
a beautiful soul masked as cursed
full of mistakes, failures and costs
allow our expectations to crumble to hell
Still many of these late bloomers
dream up a life many do envy
living beyond our rat-race slavery
they see our world with the eyes of groomers
Pruning our world with their dreams
thoughts, words, inventions and arts
from great deeds to such little acts
their legacy is to harvest our joyful screams
God has hidden star treasures
in odd vessels within plain sight
that we may learn to fear His might
learning not to incur His grave displeasure
Such lonely stars twinkle in the blue
heavenly treasures unknown to you.
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