Gratitude Poem by Sammy Omotese

In anger I questioned my Father for making me so tall
He pointed me in the direction of a vertically challenged brethren wishing for what I have got
I told Him I wanted all the pretty damsels to myself
He laughed and showed me what Delilah did to Samson
I cursed for having just bread and milk for supper
Until I saw a beggar scavenging for left over burger in a bin
I envied those driving in exotic cars and wonder why not me
Until I stumbled upon a brother without limbs
I distanced my love from my folks
Then I met a lone survivor from a ravaged city without a soul to call his cousin
In frustration I tore away my linen clothes
My Father smiled and showed me a man with loin cloth just enough to cover his manhood
Though I am quick to nag
I rejoice for the unlimited mercies my Father bequeaths to me on a daily basis.