I Have You In My Palm Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

I have your name written on my palms,
I have your deeds written on my palms;
To reward you according to your works.
You may jump or crawl, I will pay you
According to all what you have done within.



I have you in my heart of heart:
Let not the day be dark or weary,
Sweep the dusty part of your soul
And I will hand over your profit to you.
What a man sow shall he reap.



I have the number of your hair written down,
Plunge one out of the black elephants, I will know.
Not all being look like a human being but all
Know that human looks like humans.
Who shall make your eyes a bleeding tap if your mind does not accept it?



I have you in my heart to reward your deeds,
I have you on my palms to favour you greatly;
When working do not walk blindly like men
Whenever you do a favour to one with your right hand, do not let the left hand know what you've done.
I have you in mind to reward all you have done.