A Stalk Of Corn

There was a stalk of corn That was bent over by a terrible storm, And I was told not to straighten it With my two hands I would break and not fix it. I was then told to leave it alone And to wait for the sunlight to be shone, Then that bent stalk of corn will stretch towards the sky Then again it will grow straight and high. A stalk of corn is like how we are Many times we are pushed my sin and temptation to far, Then when our soul get bent It's by the evils that the Devil had sent. We are all bent and we need to straighten We are bent over by Satan, Man is like the stalk not knowing of his true growth And the sun/ Son will always straighten both. Randy L. McClave