I Find a god

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I find a god.

The balmy breeze
Has caused me having
An Axe to grind with Reading.
It being my Achilles hill;
I want it beaten at the post.

I now found it true that;
life is not a bed of roses.
Being Armed to the teeth saves tomorrow
Being Argus-eyed is a pre-requisite for a better morrow

My charge, hear.
“If for long a time you are at a loose end
Fix thine eyes to reading”
Incline thine ears to listening
Let it be heard of your books that; “we every day experience Baptism of fire ”

By so you place on it live coals
And you will make a Belted earl.
Born and bred, made fit
For the Battle royal of life.

(C)Abegunde Israel Cimthog.
2018.

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