The Deceitful Steward

Luke 16:1-8

There was a rich man, who had a steward,
Charges brought unto him that mattered;
He was squandering his goods and money,
He summoned him since it sounded funny;
"What's it in hearing about you?"He asked,
"Turn in the account, all you were tasked;
No longer can you be a steward by trade",
The steward said to himself, felt betrayed;
"What shall I do, since my boss fired me?
No tree surgeon since I can't climb a tree;
I'm too weak to dig, ashamed to go solicit,
I know what I must do, check on his debit";
So one by one, he asks of what they owed,
First one says,"100 liters of oil flowed";
He tells him to slash by half, make it 50,
Another he tells to change his debt to 80;
Rather than owing 100 bushels of wheat,
The boss praised the steward for his deceit;
Shrewdness for sons of the world how bright,
Dealing in their own than the sons of light.

Richard Newton Sherrer

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