A LETTER OF THANKSGIVING TO GOD

                                                   DITTO
Dear God,
In this wicked world, it is you I seek
When my friends desert me and make me sick
You have always come to my rescue so quick
Just like an eagle's beak,
You always pick and lift me up when I'm down and weak.

What would I have done without you?
I would either have been in the beggars' queue,
Seeking and begging for food
Or even dead and gone.
For this I say, thank you for all you have done.

Lookimg at where you picked me from,
My heart beats like a drum
For food, my enemies plaaned to see me join a scrum
They wanted to see me being eaten up by worms
But you gave me rest by bringing me into your kingdom.

What then should I say,
Than thank you for your mysterious ways
For you have continually and incredibly kept my enemies at bay
And making me see the light of the day
Now, I am lighthearted and so gay.
                                         Thanks
                                         Your dear son
                                         Okechukwu