For This Chance Poem by Alison Mujati

He stands head and shoulders
Above others in befitting shoes

He travels his soft journey
Does he weep for a penny

He knows of his favor ahead
To breathe every second.

A healthy fresh drop of air
Unsupported by a life machine

What price to pray for God's gifts
Who on earth can give such?

If there is none why have we become selfish?
Even food to feed life comes at a price.

Affordability gives good life to souls
Failure trades it to the worst tastes of this world.

Some sweat for the same culture
While few rule the podium like Olympians

It's time to deny this drive
Take the cross and now to the giver of life

The fortunate to look for real glory
Praise and worship him the highest.

Take a toll of all goods received on a platter
Accept our disability and honor the giver.

His love, the son of man solves all equation
Be Spiritual to feature his astounding love

Thank him for the provision
God Almighty for his blaming heart.

Words alone can never be enough
He too appreciates Thanksgiving.

He too guides motivation to the lost hope