Religion versus Jesus

Days of the law when it was wrong

To do things out of the law

Keep the Sabbath day holy

Not even to give a helping hand

 

When your neighbour’s falling

Just stand watching and praying

Tie the word up on my head

To show the world how much I’ve read

 

Read they do, to do they don’t

But not to say I’m doing or I do

That was how it was

When we lived by the law

 

They called others blind

Just because they have eyes

Even without seeing to have a vision

Veiled faces is all I see running this race

 

Whereto I’m sure they don’t know

What for than the prize

How much can they give?

Self-righteousness all they got

 

Who do we want to show?

Christ they say they know

With this kind of life

Impossible!

 

He hates to see veiled faces

Calling others blind

He hates to see the deaf

Calling others dumb

 

He alone is the truth

Who knows the way and can show the way

You’ve got to follow His lead

For he is the way and the life.

ANXIETY THIEF

I thought I had it all but no!

I did not have it all and truly it drove me crazy

I could write into the future

Yeah, like jump on my literary time-machine and write the future

Just like they do in the science fiction movies

I could write to describe how anxious people could be

How they loose their strength for the present, worrying about the future

How they ignorantly shift their sorrows into tomorrow

Their anxiety, their underlying curse

But the truth is we are not in the future

and the anxious one is me Continue reading

THE MAN OF WAR

I see Ten thousand Chariots, One Rider.
Blood stains on His robe drenching,
Blood Veins in His arms bulging,
Vigilance in His gait springing,
Fire in His eyes blazing.

I see judgment on the Horizon.
Leviathan trembling. Ashtheroth shivering. Continue reading

a light in dark times

LOVE L.E.D

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It’s a lonely empty world out there!

Sure it makes no sense to your ears

‘cos statistics hold sufficient claim to a certain 7 billion souls walking the globe

Yet like my creator all I see is a big void

An empty nothingness, wish I could call forth the brightness like He did but I’m no Edison

No! I simply do not have that capacity, I am an inductor

You see the very same curse that robs this world of its fullness

is what right now invades my consciousness

I am living proof to the thick darkness that lurks in obvious sight

permit me to call this day-night. Continue reading

PERFECT ME…

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I am so perfect, in fact I have never and will never see anybody as perfect as me.

When I make a mistake; I’m only human, when others make a mistake; they are careless,

When I fail a course; the lecturer failed me, when others fail a course; they are dull,

When I eat all d food; I’m hungry, when others eat all the food; they are greedy,

When I come to church late; I was busy, when others come to church late; they don’t fear God,

When I win; I am obviously the best, when others win; they are lucky,

When I shout angrily; they provoked me, when others shout angrily; they have no self control,

When I fall asleep; I was tired, when others fall asleep; they are lazy,

When I drink garri; I’m being content, when others drink garri; they are broke & poor.

When I play games; I’m relaxing, when others play games; they are wasting their time.

Can’t you see how perfect  I am & flaw full everyone else, that’s why I have a right to criticize everyone ( and maybe even God)

Perfect me … Or …is that, insensitive & judgmental me.

William Udousoro 

The Cost of Christianity

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The Christianity that costs you nothing, profits you nothing,

If it cant cost you sleep, it wont profit you rest,

If it cant cost you food , it wont profit you satisfaction,

If it cant cost you risk, it wont profit you safety,

If it cant cost you friends, it wont profit you relationships,

If it cant cost you money, it wont profit you wealth,

If it cant cost you sacrifice, it wont profit you consolation,

If it cant cost you seeds, it wont profit you harvest,

If it cant cost you death, it wont profit you life,

If it cant cost you the world, it wont profit you Christ.

The Christianity that cost you nothing profits you nothing.

True Christianity will cost you everything, but will give you much more.

THE WAY OF THE WIND

It’s direction unknown, it’s source untraceable, it’s purpose undetectable

It’s path traceless, it’s way trackless, it’s road trap less,

It’s strength limitless, it’s power boundless, it’s might faultless,

Smooth as silk, blinding as light, flowing like oil.

All around but none can hold it, felt everywhere but none can point it,

When calm all is calm, when fiery all must move

With no sense of arrangement, the rootless attest this

In it’s fury an enemy to all, save the eagle

Giving the waves no sleep and the aflight full thought

Yet we dare not live without it, we dare not breathe without it

Missing in space, the astronaut’s regret

It’s way a mystery, it’s thought hidden, it’s effect un-ignorable

Like he born of the Spirit, like she conscious of Life,

Tis my way, tis my only way.

 

William Udousoro

BABYLON THE GREAT IS FALLEN

Upon the waters she sits
With a golden chalice of wine she sits
She’s Nimrod’s first daughter, a disguised folly.
Upon the waters she sits.

In Purple and Scarlet, her colours, she sits
She is a royal harness
A High-profile Princess
Upon the waters she sits

Like a river goddess she sits
On a wild beast so deadly
Seven horns, blaspheme is its name.
Upon the waters she sits.

Upon the nations she sits
And the church is blind as she sits
Like a tribe’s witch doctor
Her charms have destroyed my Priests
Upon the waters she sits

She’s Jezebel’s daughter, Ashtheroth’s own baby
Babylon the great, she sits
Luring Kings of the earth to her bed, Patting their backs
Preparing for their necks, a stabbing knife
But she still sits. In power.

In the church, she sits
Preaching from the pulpit, she sits
Against every authority, she rebels
But she still sits.
And have made my people drunk, she sits
Having fornicated with Kings, she still sits.

Throw her down. Rebuild the desolate places.
Time is come for the Ecclesia
The Glorious bride, to be unveiled.
Babylon the great is fallen, said I, THE LORD.