Loaves And Fishes Poem by Tan Pratonix

‘Are you so anxious for your life? ' The problem of hunger.
‘What shall you eat? ' Now listen and ponder.
Remember He took five loaves in His hands
And looking up to heaven, gave thanks,
And broke and kept on giving,

And in His hands, in the very act of breaking,
The bread multiplied
And they all ate and were satisfied.

Each of the twelve picked up a small basket
To take home, a divine token,
Of fish fragments and bread broken.

Another time He took a few small fish and seven
Loaves, and looking up to heaven,
Blessed, and kept breaking;
And the disciples taking
The food to the multitude
Wondered how it multiplied;
And again they all ate and were satisfied.

From each loaf a large basket (a total of seven) ,
Speaking of the overflowing abundance of heaven.

When questioned about the miracles, they replied
Childishly, and He dissatisfied
Said, ‘Do you not yet understand? '

This is a divine illustration of supply and demand:
Twelve small baskets for each disciple's need;
And from seven loaves, the baskets broad
Display the bounteous provision of God.