The Most Important Thing Is Love Poem by Denis Martindale

The Most Important Thing Is Love



One day, I thought about Mankind, what of his destiny?
To muddle through? New things to find? Wage wars so foolishly?
Inventing stuff that he can sell? Polluting here and there?
To live, then die, then go to Hell? As if without a care?
One day, I thought about Mankind, some starve, while others feast...
What of the sick, the lame, the blind? Must sorrows be increased?
What legacy can we bestow when we must pass away?
I wondered, for I didn't know, that's why I chose to pray...
One day, I thought about Mankind, yet now I was in love,
It was as if I'd lost my mind and she was all enough...
To marry her seemed quite divine, the whole world I forgot
And in that state, prayed she'd be mine and yet God answered not...
One day, I thought about Mankind, though ten years had passed by,
Yet now so blessed I felt inclined no more to question why...
Donating funds to charities, was now my prime concern,
No more to do just as I please, but God's respect to earn...
One day, I thought about Mankind, despite my being old,
Alone at home and yet resigned to do what I've been told...
To help the sick, the lame, the blind, before, I, too, must die
And leave this sad old world behind, with all its tears to cry...


Denis Martindale May 2017.


GOD BLESS YOU AS YOU BLESS GOD!
DO SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR HIM...


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The Most Important Thing Is Love
Saturday, May 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: charity,compassion,god,true love
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