Karate God

I saw a Sumo, must have weighed a ton,
and if I wrestled him, I’d have to pray,
maybe for Sumos wrestling can be fun,
I wrestle with the devil every day.

With Judo and Aikido I’m no good,
my body hates the practice and control,
but if I do not do the things I should,
so what I win at them and lose my soul?

If like Bruce Lee, I’m some Karate hero,
and could move mountains just like old Chuck Norris,
my life would add up even less than zero,
if loving not, I’d miss the angels’ chorus.*

What profits me to use my body well,
if I forget You, God, and land in hell?**

* 1 Cor 13:2
** Mk 8:36

                             -- by Pete Voelz      7/17/13