The Unqualified Poem by Warri Stanley

"The unqualified"

If you all says we're unqualified.
And everyone is truly unqualified.
Then who will be in the temple?
Taking care of all His apple.

Who will do the business of my father?
And making profit for the father.
Yet you keep saying you're unqualify,
With all excusses of the butterfly.

You fly in and out and keep saying tomorra,
Come tomorra. No, always saying tomorra.

Who is the person that disqualified you? ,
God or any man? , if none, then you.
Like PK will always say, " He qualified the called
And all of you feeling unqulified, you're the called.

He will in his own spirit qualify you,
And you will again not see you.

If you have always been seeing yourself,
Know yourself not, know God, stop being on oneself.
And after you must have come unqualified,
By His elegant you will live qualified.

-Warri Stanley.
(C)2017