THE NEW WORLD POEM

Let's thank our God for the simple things in life
It's sure to get rid of the struggles and strife

Times of listening to the birds sing
Times of hearing wonderful bells ring

Times of keeping a good sound mind
Times of practicing to be oh so kind

When we are stuck in a horrible maze
This is a vision, a terrible haze

This could be gone expediently yes
Just thanking your God, you're sure to be blessed

There's something or someone needing your help
Without guns or knives or even a belt

So stand up and fight the world of distress
By remembering the blessings of God's loving rests

~ Harold Berisford Cockett ~
PO box 3732 Hallandale FL 33008
Copyright 2002