No More
- Soli Philander

- May 12, 2022
- 1 min read
He is only four
Lives at the door
Of him who provides the food
He keeps asking me for
(Already times four)
Because he also said 'no more'
His own grandson loved and cared for
His own standing secure
His aptitude for procuring
Apparently allowing for deciding
Who should rather endure
And so that grand understanding
Blocks response, brooks no demanding
Forgets in all the world the meek
The most vulnerable, is where faith speaks
Is where your practice is complete
Where grace and generosity
Humility and humanity
All the nobler notions become replete
SP




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