Bebai Rosa Poems
Man In The Mirror
Remember when you despised the apostle
Who was always preaching the gospel
Now you sit with eyes glistening
Soul searching as you are listening
The gospel you have come to accept
In it's contents you have become adept
To that which you were apalled
You have now yielded to it's call
Now who is the apostle?
It's your turn to preach the gospel
When you encounter those who seem hostile
Remember when you weren't so docile
When submitting to a higher calling
You'll find it's not always enthralling
Some will find you apalling
Keep your focus, ...
The Presence Of Mind
A mind is like a wallet or purse from whence many things are disbursed. It is held tightly in the presence of strangers and closely guarded. Often within it are gifts imparted.
The conents thereof, few if any are aware.
Sometimes they are held sacred and rarely shared.
Names and addresses, imporatnt things.
The issues of life which inspire kings and queens.
Placed therein are toiletries of things hidden.
Oil of Okay for the rough dry areas of one's life.