What causes quarrels and fights,
Are they not desires?
That you focus your sights,
That light your fires.
A fight for to control,
As selfish as you are;
For commanding your soul,
Makes a gash in your scar.
You want what you have not,
So you commit murder;
To get what you have sought,
Makes you a back slider.
You decide to have things,
But get not what you want;
For the pleasure it brings,
Your mind begins to taunt.
So you quarrel and fight,
That the heart desires;
Not praying that you might,
That the heart acquires.
You unfaithful people,
This is love for evil;
Not love from the Gospel,
Rather from the devil.
Whoever wants to be,
A friend within this place;
A foe of God is he,
Will never have His grace.
But God shows His kindness,
And kind to the humble;
For He hates the mindless,
That complain and grumble.
Merely let God control,
And His authority;
For safeguarding your soul,
To have a victory.
C Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer
