Multiplication Poem by devon da poet

Few fishes, five loaves
Jew's speech multiplied more
Five thousand stomachs filled
Twelve baskets of fragment yielded.
One loaf: one body,
For we are of many.

I asked for wisdom
Wisdom was given me.
Wealth, Possession and Power;
Three times what i've asked for.
Silver and Gold as common as stone
One God sits upon the throne.
Cedar as plentiful as sycamore-fig trees
The shining stars understates the blessings God has mandated towards me.

An oath confirm my heirs with Abraham
One man, one father: many sons.
I was called a dreamer!
I was given a coat of many colours
A pit in the wilderness i abode
For twenty pieces of silver was i sold
I interpreted pharoah's dream
I was promoted to serve the king.

Though i speak of suffering in my story
I'm a heir of God's glory.
After a rough day at sea my caught was naught
I was taught to cast my net on the right side of the boat.
A miracle! alas, my nets did broke
A vast quantum; he did the undone.
I wasn't steadfast, i thought i was desolated
But they that be with us are more than they that be with them.
In His own image and likeness was i made
Though the devil devise deceit, he can not comply with our rebirth
Be Fruitful, and Multiply, and Replenish the earth
For my God is a God of Multiplication!
Thank you Lord! for i am one with infinite worth!