Pastor Seth – Poems and Musings


I had an old friend once,

His name? Humility.

I saw him in my books.

I’d see him on TV.


But my old friend has passed.

Can’t find him on the news.

Is he now an outcast?

Can’t find him spouting views.


I miss my trusted friend.

He helped me through this life.

My torn heart he would mend.

He helped me through this strife.


And when I’d want to sneer,

And when my heart grew proud,

His voice, quiet but clear:

“The wise don’t heed the ‘loud.’”


I wish more knew my friend.

No greater help than he.

Please look him up, attend,

My friend, Humility.

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