Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


A Coin Of Little Worth - Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

I have seen and liked
silver coins stamped
in ancient Greece Rome

these usually carry the image
of supposedly great men
kings emperors face in profile

but their deeds were often
treacherous harsh cruel
wars these started for more
wealth slaves land to rule


my favourite coin
is a very small coin
tiny of little worth

that a woman with nothing
once gave at the temple
a very very long time ago

My Lord praised her
for giving all her livelihood
for giving more than


all gathered rich worshippers
combined because
proud rich gave a percentage

from all their amassed profit
a percentage calculated
based upon requirements of

law; but a poor woman gave
everything she had
based upon her own giving heart

it is written how Jesus sat down;
with the treasury chests in view
observing how the crowd dropped

money into the treasury chests;

many rich people were dropping in
many coins however a poor
widow woman dropped in only two

small coins which had very little value;

these coins became known as the widow's mite.

Jesus called his disciples and said to them

'Truly I say to YOU that this poor widow
dropped in more than all those dropping
money into the treasury chests; for they

all dropped in out of their surplus,
but she dropped in all of what
she had, her whole living.' Mark 12: 41-44.

For the love of God.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock


Comments about A Coin Of Little Worth by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

  • Rookie - 0 Points Catherine Yen (7/26/2010 12:42:00 AM)

    This poem enlighten a pious heart delivering a true love to his/her beloved god. God or Buddha are actually the icons, they sat there are to raise our reflecltion, reflection is a genune truth that endows people to do it everyday, God knows who is the sincereist, and matter not how much you donate or render, nothing is better than a true heart, the original heart is everything, this is the base that makes the world peaceful and harmony, thank you for sharing for the good poem, love to read many of your poetry, brought the enlightenment and well-beings. Also hope you can read one or two of mine.. I came from Taiwan, great to know you. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Prateep Sengupta (7/15/2010 5:14:00 AM)

    Theme is excellent. Lines separated from the stanzas add deeper significance. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 165 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (7/14/2010 1:31:00 PM)

    Generosity is not giving in what has in excess but in giving what has minimum

    Lord Buddha [LB] once asked to bring best offering to all …many brought many riches and so on…but one disciple brought a ragged loin cloth …LB jumped said it the best offering …asked where he got it…he said that …one old lady said please wait there I’m going to bushy area to give my only thing that I’ve…excellent poem…..B-2 …
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK
    10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Okan Emanet (7/13/2010 3:14:00 PM)

    I cannot find a suitable word for the comment on this spectacular poem. You really know how to express the feelings.... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gianni Hsiao (7/13/2010 2:36:00 AM)

    Hi, George you do a good job, some of your poems are nice to read, full of wisdom! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Chris Jibero (7/12/2010 2:52:00 PM)

    She gave her all! Our all is what God requires from us to honour us. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 774 Points Juan Olivarez (7/11/2010 5:02:00 PM)

    The young man that told Jesus how he had observed all the commandments and ak how to get to heaven, Jesus replied to give all his possessions to the poor and the young man was very sad because he had accumulated a lot of wealth, is similiar to this but in reverse, George you always seem to open my eyes, thank you for this wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 87 Points Kesav Easwaran (7/10/2010 10:10:00 AM)

    We have nothing to beg from God but have to offer to Him only the only wealth we have- our body and soul- the way Jesus has taught us by offering His soul first and sacrificing His body next on Cross for the benevolence of mankind
    A good meaningful poem with a truthful message therein...10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 116 Points Prince Obed de la Cruz (7/8/2010 4:37:00 AM)

    true. nice sharing here... a poem with much truth (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,293 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (7/8/2010 1:27:00 AM)

    Touchy analysis of a bit historical truth blended with a soft and sensitive observation from religious parable, you have established the real hunger of humanity. Good poem for the readers of all ages. Very matured your skill for depicting the belief. Perhaps you have acquired the efficiency to be a poet of the mass. Thank you.

    Regards,
    10++
    pranab (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 44 Points Malaya Roses (7/6/2010 8:56:00 PM)

    Sincerity and without condition act will bring human to the higher level, before god and noble human.
    I really respect the poem perpective and it's carry a very solid weight for reader to be more compassion.
    Well done. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Denise Bekker ~* The Sound *~ (7/4/2010 2:53:00 PM)

    Small coin of little worth....priceless. From out of her heart she gave, this is where the greatest treasure lies. From the little seed she gave, a greater harvest she would receive, An inspired poem, : D (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 46 Points Miroslava Odalovic (7/4/2010 2:30:00 PM)

    This poem made me think of something. I would be happy to think that those who give and those who beg are the two facets if the same coin. She begged for God? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 142 Points Joseph Poewhit (7/4/2010 1:59:00 PM)

    Even skin flints back in Jesus days (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 4, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, February 18, 2013


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