The wealth of a rich man,
Is his secured city;
Having a righteous plan,
The poor he takes pity.
Destruction of the poor,
By product of poverty;
Can never reach the door,
Into prosperity.
Rewards of the righteous,
Is disciplined in life;
Evil is contentious,
Reaping sin out of strife.
Use disciplined living,
Continue to obey;
A life as too daring,
Ignores warning to stray.
Hatred has lying lips,
Spreads slander like a fool;
Having a tongue that grips,
Only Satan could rule.
Unavoidable sin,
When there is too much talk;
Sealed lips is wise within,
Acts on where he will walk.
The tongue can be silver,
And a heart of pure gold;
But snakes love to sliver,
Worthless words being told.
Righteous lips feed many,
Whenever spreading wealth;
Nourishment as plenty,
For promoting good health.
Fools die having no sense,
No blessings from the Lord;
Stubborn fools minds so dense,
Because God is ignored.
Blessings can make you rich,
Just hard work adds nothing;
Only when one does switch,
Wealth comes from a blessing.
Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer
