This poem's about a lesson,
my attention I must keep.
Stay focused on my training,
to beware of falling asleep.
My training as a king,
a privileged Holy feat.
Can't let myself get groggy,
should beware of falling asleep.
Can't fill my mind with worry,
It'll make me cry and weep.
It'll take my mind off training,
it'll make me fall asleep.
Can't let concerns distract me,
let cares begin to creep.
Begin to weigh me down,
just beware of falling asleep.
Concern for Earthly cares,
will slowly start to seep.
Will lull me into danger,
so beware of falling asleep.
They'll lull me into trance,
a trance so dark and deep.
Rob me of my training,
must beware of falling asleep.
My cares will hypnotize me,
they'll cheat me by deceit.
They'll keep me from my crown,
they'll make me fall asleep.
For if I start to slumber,
my failure will be steep.
I'll slip into a coma,
must beware of falling asleep.
While my soul's in coma,
I'm quiet without peep.
I'm dead to Holy greatness,
so beware of falling asleep.
I learned my Holy lesson,
it kept me from defeat.
Taught me to be watchful,
and beware of falling asleep.
When my training's finished,
my heart will jump and leap.
An overcoming king,
who did not fall asleep!
For when I rule in heaven,
it's greatness that I'll reap.
Alert with full attention,
will beware of falling asleep.
My kingdom will be great,
my life will be complete.
Attention for my citizens,
I'll beware of falling asleep.
I'll focus on my citizens,
be humble gentle meek.
I'll keep them on my mind,
and beware of falling asleep.
I'll think about my citizens,
a love I'll always keep.
A love that never wanders,
I'll beware of falling asleep.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
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