Destiny In Your Own Hands
If it is God, then how unfair;
Too many unsuccessful people,
Too few successful people.
But God's stand is crystal clear,
This in His Holy Book unambiguous upheld.
I place before you life and death,
The choice is clearly yours to make.
God is first and foremost,
Fatherly-fair and free-minded,
Wishing you all you wish yourself,
Placing your destiny at the proper place.
Providence is yours to decide.
If my parents, then I better relax.
No parent will visit failure on his child,
Every parent will wish their children well.
Success, they will thrust on their children
But for their effort to bear fruits,
It must be nourished and nurtured.
That legacy reared and raised right,
Makes a magnificent mark on a mind
But under utilised or unused,
Patently becomes pearl pitched to pigs.
No matter what one's parent does,
Ones future is in one's own hands.