Words From A Long Walk Poem by Ivan Brooks Sr

Words took time, so I took a long walk
Deep from within, my soul had this talk-

The hungry man I will always try to feed
Even with a meal made of a mustard seed
The Bereaved man I will try to comfort
An authentic sympathy requires no effort
Moves of a determined man I cannot stop
Not a man from a thousand feet cliff drop.

A wise man's mind I can probably change
A foolish man's, that I'll let God arrange
The lifeless man I can not give life,
Not a brilliant Doctor's surgical knife
A homeless man I can try to shelter
Even if it is a cubicle in my dark cellar.

My blood I'll give just to never ever lack
Friends I choose wisely, see my opened back?
My love, maybe my money I can give a woman
My trust am incapable of giving any man
Faith in great God Almighty I will always have
The life that I have, for free to me He gave.