When The Harvest Is Ripe Poem by Qiniso Mogale

There is a time to sow
There is a time to reap
These to seasons are definite
These seasons are absolute
You can be sure you shall reap what you sow.

God ensures that we reap what we sow
The seeds are aplenty
The choice is ours entirely
The soil we sow in, we are entitled to chose
We can sow in God's Spirit
Here we harvest eternal life
We can sow in our flesh
Here we harvest eternal damnation.

When the harvest is ripe
We shall reap exactly what we sow
When the harvest is ripe God ensures that no one steals our produce
You can be sure you shall what you sow.