The Fisherman Poem by John Sensele

Vocation, devotion, affection and sacrifice
Brought fisherman to Africa to work
Among her sons and daughters who adopted him
As one of their favourite friends. They didn't irk
His person but with him cooperated, collaborated
So no responsibility or duty anyone could shirk.

Fisherman left the Big Apple, sacrificed comfort,
Guaranteed national peace and clean water
To lead a life laden with delicate demands, to bring
The good news to the poor man's son and daughter,
Open their earthly eyes, broaden their holy horizons
So they don't suffer final judgment slaughter.

Widows, orphans, the blind, street children, lepers
Ran to him for adequate advice, appropriate answers
Whether their pressing problems came from the realm
Of education, religion, economics or cancers
Because they knew he'd always find tranquil time
To give them solemn solace better than delightful dancers.