My Shepherd Poem by chibuzor ossai

Do not serve God in a rush
In His presence wait, listen and hush
Or you might get a blessing of bash
which cannot be solved with cash

God is not a being who is harsh
so he have commandment to avoid clash
working for God will not end you as ash
cause His blessings He always splash

Though the devil throws punch
To end me in one crush
sometimes using world financial crash
To see me feed on trash

But God brings succour in a rush
when i fall by a push
His wonderful hands He will stretch
Like a good goalkeeper He will catch

And as God He will prevent me from any scratch
for His plan is not to see me with rash
He became my shepherd so i wouldn't crash
And made me among the royal priesthood without paying cash