He Is Still On the Throne

The bricks for earth’s foundation Weren’t made in masonry of any Nation Benue Cement was not used Neither was Ajaokuta iron Part of the hard concrete He cast the pillars of eternity Before time zone saw limelight Then laid the foundation of earth He pitched His blazing throne In unapproachable light; forever flaming He is still on the throne! Mountains may sink into the Oceans Sea waves may surge in fury Riding on the back of hurricane Molten magma may belch At quake of tectonic plates To cook the ancient hills He is still in control! Sometimes pangs of pain and chaos Lurks silently in thick darkness To steal this life once gifted The dark menacing sky stare To return fleeting corpses of Unanswered questions and pleas He is still on the throne! When the cry of his creatures Rise on wings of genuine remorse His heart melts in compassion Then God stoops in majesty To stuff their naked sores With healing balm of ancient And the land is healed Just as they are healed.