To the Obedient Good to the Disobedient Bad

"What you do will be done unto you," says the Holy Spirit

"I will render to each one according to his works,"

Says the Inspirater, the holy One

Of God, our Lord Jesus the Christ our King

O Patience tell me what that means and I'll hear it!

"In me it means to give Mama hugs; not shirks,"

Then she gave her mother my brother when said and done

Hugs and kisses and smiles and everything!

What does that get you Patience dear to do good?

"I don't know?" she said but she did for it gets her glory

And honor and immortality like it should

For Jesus adds it to her life's story

O Crabby what does it mean to you, do you know?

"I don't know!" he screams and obeys unrighteousness

It gets him tribulation like no snow

For God doesn't like lies as much as covetousness

He gets so angry it shows all through  the world

So he lashes out and melts the snow with his breath

So Crabby cannot go sliding with his flags unfurled

And not flapping in the wind but lying there like death

While giving Patience in her well-doing his best

Like a birthday party one day not her birthday

She smiles, dances and forgets as Crabby must rest

In his room that whole day alone for being that way.

"For Jesus shows no partiality,"

He gives his good to him  who does what's good

And his wrath to those who's functionality

Is like Crabby the crab's as every king does or should.

Author's Note

The first stanza rhymes abcd abcd the rest are efef ghgh and so on for contrast.

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[Jack Carver]

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