What Is Left To Do? Poem by Rita Hawkins

What is there left to do,
We are entering a year so new,
But a lot of people are feeling blue,
Some because of deaths in the family,
And families falling apart too.

Smokers are smoking more,
Chewers chew more than they usually do.
I think it is about time that some people get a clue,
It is time to come together as a crew.
Many are asking 'What are we suppose to do? '

It is called believe in Jesus, to get to God
Teach yourself about his almighty rod,
And use the Bible as your mod.
Let's remember he feed hundreds of people with cod, and bread.
Do you find it odd that he died for me and you?

All that we can do now is believe,
Stop only thinking of Jesus on Christmas Eve,
Wait a Minute; let me ask you a question before you leave.
Has your life fallen apart just like an old weave?

Let me take you to a place where someone can help,
What is that you’re asking 'Is there still a place like that? '
The answer my friend is yelp.

The man that I want you to meet has been called many things,
They include but are not limited to...
Advocate, Lamb of God, Judge, lord of lords, and almighty counselor.
What is that you say, 'you never had a father to be a mod? ? ”

If you would have known him then, you would know that is not true,
He is the everlasting father, but do not be blue,
You can get to know him now, and he will love you.
He will guide you and carry you through the hard times,
I know this to be true through experience.

So come on my friend start to believe,
Be one of the few to get what he has promised,
That includes a place to go after you die,
And protection while you lie asleep.