Now to ill choice

Now to ill choice
I will give here some voice
How oft you plague me
With thy insistent pleas

Yet you care little for the rest
Only it is enough you are impressed
And yet that too is short lived
You move on to the next

What am I to do with you
Your ways are too costly
And you are far too bossy
I will thee no more amuse

Though let these words not confuse
I do care for thee as I do myself
But you must learn some sense
To be patient and grateful

If all is so quickly devoured
How will you know what you like
You like to have
Yet you have not the decency to share

You must learn little one
A bit more to care
Also for the needs of others
All is not your own

Twas bought at a great and costly price
I ask that you would heed this advice
And learn to be more generous
As you have been lavished upon so generously

You have much
And you do not see
All around is poverty
Begging for but a scrap of bread

And you've much more than this
Can you not learn to give
To share with those
Who have not

I pray that in time you will
Grow more kind
And be satisfied
In those who love

May you be content
In the one above
For indeed
Tis He who has given
The mostly costly gift
Of all

-Joshua Lee Foist