SONNET: Humble Thyself Man

A speck of dust, upon the Earth I’m just!
How far and yet how little I’ve achieved;
I could not be Job in the Bible’s list!
The truth of Scriptures, I’ve always believed.

Sometimes, this world looks so easy to live!
Sometimes, I know it is impossible;
But real joy is when you learn to give;
And try to live as per Holy Bible.

Great things are wrought by men if God permits;
Just do your duty as best as you can;
Within the heart of purity, God sits;
And greatness unheard of comes, to that man.

How long you live-let this not bother you;
How best you live is one thing, we must view.

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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