I have got my life insured,
Scratchless I came out of the ordeal,
The hammer, the machine just halted right,
Just in front of my bike.
Who apply the breaks,
It is He every time,
Giving me an opportunity to praise,
For this His gift called life.
Note: This poem talks about God's protection in our lives. Once I was on my bike and a truck rushed towards my bike, its speed and action made me feel as if a hammer was just to hit me hard and crush me down. Yet it stopped just in front of my bike so to thank the Lord I wrote this poem.