Two Things Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

Two things, I Pray For
O God b'yond heavens!
Harken, For Pray I, Two things
Fame nor Honor nev'r gives unto Me;
Lest, the ruthless wench swallow me up as grave;
Whom her teeth art cuttin' as shards;
She thath delightest in killin' kings,
Slain my soul in the gates,
And share my flesh to young eagles,
But Disown me not purple wools and silks,
B'fore I cease my breathe,
Two things hast I demand of thee,
Give nether me poverty nor riches,
Lest am filled up O' strong Wines,
And profess I, thine word art Lies;
Sweep away thine teachings as dreams;
For affluences art not forever,
Nor crown to every generation ether;
Lest, Forget the laws, and quoth I, Who is God?
But Withal bounty portion, Feed mine gourd;
Lo, A sand is more weighty,
And a stone ev'n heavy;
But the slanders of a liar is heavier than,
From lies and vanity, Let me Abstain;
Let Me be Poor nor havin' lots
Lest I tread in dust thine tablets.
Amen!