Emmanuel Oduro


Giving


By generously giving
Than selfishly saving
We become channels of blessings
To souls, seriously, sobbing
Craving for care and curing
Be a blessing
Give generously

Giving bestows bountiful bonuses
Boons from the Great God
For giving Saintly, suggests sacrifice
Presenting, represent planting
And as advanced by the law of harvest
Offering, as a seed
Basically bear a humbling harvest
Several sizes of sown seed

Thus the giver by not keeping
Benefits at an abnormal rate
From the only inexhaustible store
That store well-lit by the stars
The store waiting on cheerful givers

Be a Blessing
Give generously.
And be Blessed.

Submitted: Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, September 04, 2012
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