The big question is

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

The big question is,

Whose shield is better? and

I know it's certainly mine,

For it has the touch of the divine.

I may be a grasshopper,

In front of their devious plans,

Yet know it for certain,

I am in His hands.

He bled and died for me,

He bore insults and shame,

Can His protection fail,

No none can make such claims.

Let them try their arrows,

I will bow down in prayer,

My defence is invincible,

I am sure of His care.