have you read about wedding in Cana?
did you remember Rabbi’s mother
“whatever He asks you, do it..”
the washing basin,
the vessel for new wine
Miracle,
is the result of illogical obedience
hear and DO!..
– Oluwafemi
(c) 2021
Author: Josh Oloyede
Poet. Teacher. Lover
Letter I
Dear Believer,
Christ has not come to mould you in guilt
but manifested to destroy the fiery fright
of hell
and release thee from inferiority cell
for you’re a chosen generation
priest in kingly mansion
you’re a god
with big God
Yeshua is not here for your eviction
but all the way to the cross, it is redemption;
from thy saviour
you conquered the forces and its emperor
for you’re made a battleaxe,
weapon of war
to break the devil’s ass
and send his men trembling by thy roar
Jesus died for all thy sins
leave the screen
and stop watching the old scenes,
you already have a holy gene!
for unto us, Christ is made righteousness
in pure holiness
in perfect sanctification
and accomplished redemption
hey,
what else?
Josh’ Oloyede Oluwafemi
©2020
Don’t Be Deceived
He came not for the righteous preachers
but forsook the glory to save lost sinners
from destruction of the night
into God’s marvelous light
“…they that be whole need not a physician
but they that are sick.”
He came not to condemn
but here to usher you
into a new realm of love
that’s more sacrificial than a dove
“for when we were still sinners
Christ died for us..”
He came for reconciliation
of men to their God
not for humiliation
of men by the Lord
“…for I am come not to call the righteous,
but sinners to repentance.”
then He taught them to live in true obedience.
Don’t be deceived:
He offered us liberty
to be law-free.
He gave us grace
to be performers of His holy scene
not as a licence to sin.
“For sin shall not have dominion over you:
for ye are not under the law, but under grace.”
Don’t be decieved!
Christ is here
calling you to believe
inviting you to live.
leave fear,
“Come“, Love says.
Josh’ Oloyede Oluwafemi.
©2020
Are You?
Behold the cloud
the train of our King
the procession of heavens host
hear the blasting sounds
of trumpets
calling for the assembly of saints
dead and living
gathering at the table
feasting at the Lamb’s banquet
joy is the wine
in unending glee to dine
but feel the gnashing of teeth
the regrets of ostrich-like men
who missed the flight
are you transformed to fly
or heated to cry ?
Are you?
Josh’ Oloyede Oluwafemi.
© 2020
If All Were Medicine
IF ALL WERE MEDICINE
If all were medicine
Jehova Rapha would’ve retired
and left his theatre for vaccine
but
all weren’t about men’s abilities:
For all doctors had her contact, yet
her flow was as a pool –
the woman with blood issue.
but when to the Rabbi’s hem touched
the river ceased
and to her, received wholeness
If all were medicine
His stripes would be no more but useless
and thirty-nine lashes in vain
but
all weren’t about men’s discoveries
For Lazarus was ill
three days being buried to death
yet on the fourth, the man of Galilee cried
there in loud voice, he raised the dead
“loose him, let him go”
If all were medicine
there won’t be miracle
in the name of Yeshua…
But all weren’t medicine,
let’s shout “Jesus“
and we’re healed!
Josh Oluwafemi Oloyede
©2020
LET'S DRAW A LINE
hear,
if I’m Elijah
let there be fire
not failure
as Baal’s seers
if you’re Moses
lead us through the seas
not drown
as Pharaoh’s chariots
and
if we’re God’s
let’s be extraordinary
as gods
I mean,
let there be a drawn line
here.
– Josh’ Oloyede Oluwafemi
© 2020
Christ a poet 