Poem -

What I Have To Give

I have plenty of myself to give.
What exactly is it I am saying?
It's all of my love to share with the world.
Would you prefer that I have disdain?

God, it's your qualities I desire to obtain and expand.
By sacrificing myself to this world.
So I try to learn everything, everyone is teaching me.
The results you will see as they start to unfurl.

Forgiveness to those who cannot grasp it.
Kindness for those who do not receive it.
Ā A light to shine, a path to follow.
A talent for understanding, just a little bit.

Wisdom from my decades of knowledge.
My life for you, literally if necessary.
Nothing short of respect and honor to all.
A third option for whoever has problems and is worried.

Something's in life are worth more than gold or silver.
A spirit of discernment is worth having.
That good example for the young ones coming up.
To quash that desire for those impurities they're demanding.

I try with your help, to warn my brothers and sisters.
Others just never really see it.
They've only closed their eyes to you of course.
Unfortunately, it's their own fate with which they get hit.

A variety of styles of communication.
The ability to identify and define the same.
A way to open everyone's eyes to the truth.
Healing and comfort, for all of those in pain.

The ability to present to the world,
Those gifts that you , God, have bestowed upon me.
I always pray, others will see and do the same.
For my life, my God, truly belongs to thee.

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