THE GOSPEL
I
I found myself in a realm,
In a dream where i could communicate with my mind,
As my thoughts reflected in my words.
But then no one seemed to comprehend.
II
I found myself yet in another realm,
Where i could speak to my worrds, as my intentions reflected in my lyrics,
Where i intended to cook up some poetries just to relay my thoughts
Got it laced with some stanzas,
But i ended up with proses, making my hearers confused with my chapters.
III
I gave them a book to read,
A book that contained the complete story of my thoughts to them,
I showed them some acts and scenes,
Hoping it would end in a fancy epilogue for them,
But a dreadful prologue leading to helm of criticisms it turned to.
III
I took a work in my walk,
Wondering and pondering how to get this News planted into the hearts of men,
As reality sprees out in me,
Leaving behind my dreams, worries and fears,
Till i found the perfect realm to relay my thoughts.
IV
A realm where I've got just one News,
One News i would like to share with billion folks and foes,
If only you can afford the patience to listen to all its spheres.
But is there really anyone to receive it?
A million walk you might have achieved with a billion goals since you were born,
But trust me your purpose will remain a mirage if you miss this chance to be reborn.
V
A world with a billion folks like the galaxies,
Yet with a single life to run it round,
One spirit, one soul, one body is all you have.
The News i will aire till my throat get sored,
That Jesus is Lord!
VI
Now you've heard my version,
Who will volunteer to be among the carriers?
And who will listen when the News is shared again by another person?
Who will spare a minute to listen just to secure the very end?
I ask again, who will not look back at the beauties of the world and become a heap of salt?
The choice is yours!
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THOMAS OLUWATOSIN
©Fearless Lines
22.02.2021
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