Bounties

Through the days left to peppering our eyes
silence remains and tearshed out our corneal the more we diced it in the bowl of opportunities while men keep on dies
It should be making out more than senses after been cooked by often life failures
We should give it a little bit concentration all our good chosen endeavors

Because when life is loss
'till then we know some values it has accrued us
And some honor it has accorded us
Let use our time wisely in life with the guage of count
It's God's good gift to us as a mankind's bount

Gifted about lifetime's on each men account
Pondered on my deadliving sermons