cast the net there

From the shore,
our Lord,
feed the masses:
bread;
from his breath:
the word of God,
is the gift of life.
The kingdom of heaven!
is at hand!
from then
and right now
tis day.
Peter:
the rock,
but ran like the wind,
a mile for each time
the cock crowed.
BUT
before he lifted
his cross,

REMEMBER
(everyman falters,
part of the dirty business
of being a man)
REMEMBER

He with his eyes,
He with his ears,
KNEW
The preaching to the masses
of
our Lord.
Long day out to sea
no fish to sell
just the aches and pains
of being a male,
"trying to make a dollar out of ten cents"
our Lord,
came to him
and said hello,
the kingdom of God...
is at hand...
my friend...
cast the net there,
Grumble
Grumble
Grumble
Grumble
like every man
that knows thier way,
and
we always say:
I know how to perform my TRADE!
one push
two push
three push
NETS OVER THE SIDE!
ha ha ha!!!!
LOOK here brothers:
this holy man will see!
one pull
two pulls
three pulls
NETS BACK INSIDE THE BOAT!
too many fish to try to pick up.
Then Peter believed
"he'll be a fisher of men"
I will follow you master
for
to find the kingdom
of
HEAVEN!!!
Your belly will be feed.
Your back will have clothes
(ME!
I'm not sure about a place to sleep,
because the spirit...
moves us)
because:
GOD TAKES CARE OF HIS FLOCK!!!
and
The fruits of the Lord,
are not of this world.
My advice,
....to you....
is to,
drop your net
right there.