Who are you
Is the question today;
Which region, country, or culture?
Is there a difference?
I meet men and women,
Rich and poor,
Of different race, religion, nationalities.
Who are your parents ?
Where is your family?
What binds or separates you
Can you understand?
I don’t !
I struggle to know,
If we belong to the human race,
Is there a difference in
Being human or just a human being!
What is more powerful?
Love or hatred!
Have you considered :
To be strong is to be resilient,
That love overcomes fear ,
Behind every face ,
There is a story to tell.
We belong to one big family.
So I ask again.
Who are you?
Do you understand?
Look at the birds and lillies of the valley
Do they strive?
The tall trees sway in all their grandeur,
Little birds flit across
As the bulbuls guard their nest.
Where is the strife and struggle
To make ends meet?
The pheasant crow sounds deep and low,
But is happy to care for its own
There is daily provision
Blessed assurance free of worry
So why do men struggle for daily needs?
Even the squirrel munches at tender herbs
The ant crawls to tasty morsels
A mongoose raises its head to check for food left over
And happy to tunnel for more
Have you wondered how the trees bear fruit
Without much ado
Save that of some water and air and some extras for manure
They still sway to say
Be happy, and don’t worry
The Master cares for us ALL
“But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will he clothe you – you of little faith” (Matthew 12:28)