ArmourQuill Hunter (1949 / Fort Smith, AR)
Jobe, The Patriarch of Uz
Once in Heaven’s council, a wager was made of Lucifer and God.
Consequently, my piety of nature was accused of Satan’s rod…
Unbeknownced to myself, I’d became “duly noted a pawn-! ”
4-Years I’d cover my clan with prayers; seeing now their life gone.
My enemy received permission to deal me a low blow, off shore.
With missing cattle, and children, of which I prayed each day for!
Within one hour, within one-day, my cattle stolen, my children dead!
7-days of silence, cursing when I was born; mates did accuse me instead.
Yes, I might’ve implied ‘God was to blame; ’ such is the futility of man.
Naked I came into this life, and naked shall I eventually leave, again.
These awful boils-, in ashes and dust I sit; my mate can’t abide me a-bit.
Under the worst calamities, who could abide; although, in faith, I sit-!
There I was, in Uz, with a title “a position, ” with wealth, and my kin.
A helper of the poor, cleansed by the blood of the Lamb, I had no sin.
Endless tribulations, constant and too much; now my family’s lost-!
Although, I am grateful, as any Jew, I argued and asked why the cost?
Who’d ever think a semi-tragic state could have a happy end…
God says “my child you are right, but prayers for foes should begin.”
‘Twas then I found, my “life as a Pawn” was greatly turned around-!
Now, I have kids galore and a lovely mate whom I adore, in town.
Now the wise virgins rejoice in the dance, both young and old together;
God has turned my mourning into joy; and he comforts me so, forever…
Thus, no one has ever succeeded in the land of fame without humility.
This now “my Pearl of wisdom” I leave to ALL, for life and posterity-.
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