Let The Words Be In Deeds Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

I was fascinated by the words you speak
They are wonderful as the ashen sky
But in contrast, they have thorns that can prick
My hope and trust as the bright days go by
The words you speak don't have a power
They are stagnant like a dead river.

You may proudly say that they're good in the ears
But they are better if you act them all
They'll be more melodious than what my ear hears
If they become works whether big or small
Come on, wake up and act the good creeds
They're not useful if they're not in deeds.