Vain

Vain

A Poem by Himaya Ka
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Rich and yet so poor

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VAIN

 

 

Dry like a bone

Hard like a stone

Left all alone

An annoying tone

A broken microphone

 

Sight without color

Smell with no odor

What’s this for

Babbling door to door

Rich and yet so poor

 

If everything is business

All of these are useless

It appears tasteless

Like empty speeches

It’s all meaningless

 

This is what will happen

If no truth to discern

Everyday a burden

No Holy Spirit within

Everything is vain

 

 

 

 

DAILY IN THE WORD

July 16, 2021

 

Acts 16:16-18

 

16 And it came to pass, as we went to prayer, a certain damsel possessed with a spirit of divination met us, which brought her masters much gain by soothsaying: 17 The same followed Paul and us, and cried, saying, These men are the servants of the most high God, which shew unto us the way of salvation. 18 And this did she many days. But Paul, being grieved, turned and said to the spirit, I command thee in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her. And he came out the same hour.

 

 

© 2021 Himaya Ka


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Himaya Ka
Himaya Ka

Cebu City, Visayas, Philippines



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