+ Lord Of Service Poem by Jordan Legaspi

Lord of service


Early in the morning
You are in the field
Tending your flock
With melodious hymn;
In the height of the day
Still with the people
Hearing what they have to say
And challenging them;
In the afternoon still there
Cultivating the earth
To have fruitful produce
To offer it in the altar of praise;
Till darkness invades the sky
But your presence lingers
You feel their pain;
Human as you are
But willing to love and to care
Even to die for freedom
And offer it to the peoples of the land