I may not be a knight in shining armor
But I’m sowing God’s seed like a farmer.
I don’t always confront people about their sins,
But when convicted I surrender from within.
I may be wearing an unhappy frown,
But joy will come with my righteous crown.
I may over eat with dainty soul foods,
But, bread form heaven tastes O so good!
I may be coy around the finest women,
But I witness boldly before sinful men.
Come to think of it, my days are all numbered,
But when I reach heavens portals, I’ll be remembered.
Darrel Venable
Divinity Poetry 