A Man Reaps What He Sows
Careless intent reaps much discord
And many a time, it harvests offense
A bitter root grows from our words
As the wounds it cuts are truly immense.
And God will not be mocked
A man shall reap all that he sows
Man's words be weighed the Good it lacked
For God does hear and knows.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 1,2010
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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