To Ceasar Be His Qualms Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

Righteous and virtue profits a Man beyond Gold and Silver,
Beyond his wisdom and gain, toils and struggles in selfless service to God,
To that, I concurred, it is possible; in view of few having done so,
But then asked I, how often is this so,
Given in reality, here, it is 10% to the haves and 90% in scale to the have not,
In countries, like here, without welfare as in others;
For we live like we do; from hands to mouths, to stay alive.

I am told:

The Lord gives and takes as appropriate, for He has in His wisdom;
Fed and sustain the birds and lilies that without hands or feet like the man do, feed.

True, was my response:

But, again; by my experience, those who live idly, leaving it to God, are starved:
In His words,2 Thessalonians 2: 12; - the man who toils not shall not eat:

But again, told;

The race is neither to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, for:
Food neither come to the wise, wealth to the brilliant nor favour to the learned;
But time and chance, His words concluded, happen to them all.
With no more to say, rested my case - to each man be his qualms.
For my household, to the field, in hard work and sweat I remain committed.