God Is in Control

 

God is in control

Though it mightn’t look so,

The assertion may be puzzling

But by faith we know.

 

I choose to believe this

Come whatever may,

God is in absolute control

Each and every day.

 

That it is getting worse

Is the opinion of many

But never mind how it looks,

God is the Almighty.

 

 

The Omniscient One

The only wise God,

He that sees all and knows all

Here and abroad.

 

Take note of the order

That exists in all of space

And how each heavenly body

Is held in its place.

 

By God’s word

They all were created

And by God’s word alone

They are supported.

 

 

The winds and the waves

Obeyed the Christ

Having no mind of their own

For good or vice.

 

Unlike human kind

That was given a choice,

Man could obey his Creator

Or ignore His voice.

 

Like back in Eden

You would no doubt recall

When Adam and Eve

Both did fall.

 

Deceived by a serpent

The agent of Satan,

Eve felled for his treachery

Followed by Adam.

 

 

God was in control

When all this occurred

And He is in no less control

In the Present world.

 

Men do as they please;

They have lost control

Especially our world leaders.

They’re on a roll.

 

God is not responsible

For our present raw deal,

It is the leaders that we trust

To whom we must appeal.

 

Appeal to their conscience;

At least, what of it is left

Seeing in the wake of their insanity,

There is suffering and death.

 

Israel and Palestine

Russia and the Ukraine,

Guyana and Venezuela

They are all insane!

 

 

Yet God is in control,

It is mankind that is not

And it is not difficult to see

Given all the rot.

 

However, be assured

Man will answer to God

Not only in the life here and now

But in that final call.

 

God's still in control

Dare to believe with me,

A time of reckoning will come

For everybody.

 

Stewart Russell © March 15, 2024

Mia’s Elixir

  

 

 

None bestrides Barbados

Like PM Mia Mottley,

She appears in absolute control

Of the BLP party.

 

Any that oppose

Is likely to be disposed

And after the nine-day wonder

The matter is closed.

 

The Owen Arthur group

Appears loudly silent

With a silence so acutely deafening

They have lost intent.

 

It might be recessive

But dare not show its face,

Prime minister Mia Amor Mottley

Bestrides this place.

 

She can do no wrong

Even when she does wrong,

To her cultic following it’s a perception

Of the never-belong.

 

 

 

“They are not of us

Though they long to be

To share in the ongoing benevolence

Of PM Mia Mottley."

 

To drink of the elixir

That pours forth from her,

Being the greatest Prime Minister

In the universe.

 

Drunken they’ve become

In merriment and song,

Not only bemused but besotted

All the day long.

 

To whom can they turn

When none other compare?

That she is the greatest of all time

Should be very clear.

 

Mia’s unique elixir

Is the best cure for all

And it is in demand not only here

But also, abroad.

 

 

 

Now on the Forbes’ list

Of the world’s greatest females,

She climbs the international ladder

Without fail.

 

Position at number 99

The world is drinking too

Of Barbados’ Prime Minister’s elixir:

Her special brew.

 

How else could she do

All the things she has done

And still maintain her total control

On the hearts she won?

 

 

 

It has to be her elixir

They’ve been drinking from

Rendering them incapable of reason:

In fact, brain numb.

 

None bestrides Barbados

Like PM Mia Mottley,

She appears in absolute control

Of this country.

 

Stewart Russell © January 29, 2026