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HEAT

                                     HEAT 
Looking the around  earth,  the churches,  the cities, the  nations and humanities;
Heat of making it and perish  is on a  constant motion.
Heat of politics; like a rushing  rock waters, hitting  hard  on mighty nations 
Lives are on fast lane to riches and power, given souls the  choice of  hell,
What a world of heat we lived?
The youths and the adults; picks up heat upon themselves, 
Just to make a name and die without leaving a name behind.
 Heat of sudden riches and famous has let down bloods  on our streets;
Men are  on the fast lane to make it and say goodbye;  women are on the fast lane of love   to having society  wedding and  later embrace divorce.
Putting countries into economic meltdown, single mothers  jubilating, smiling at free money. What a world of heat that we lived?

On  televisions and churches , heat of  forcing seed of faith out of the  hands of the poor  has opened doors  for many into hell. 
Our foolish actions that  heat up our destinies  to making it;
resulted into  singled  mothers life, blood flow, starvations, unrest, and various epidemics. 
In our society,  famous is another heat in the mind of  leaders; spilling the  blood of innocents.
Heat  up the  family with unnecessary demands; men becomes mad, confused and promiscuous. 
Heat  the family; things will fall apart. Heat up power seat; heads will rolls. 
Heat the churches with prosperities, you have bigger congregation.
What a world of heat we lived?

Heat of hunger everywhere, heat of bail out and heat of  returning to power; sending fear into minds.
Heat  of prosperity crusade in churches is a trademark of eloquent preachers.
Heat of scandals has suddenly become  body cream that stars applied on their bodies,
Heat of  signing gay gospel  bill  into law by nations; and  say goodbye to cultures, values and integrities; forcing fears of Christ returns into weak minds.
The heat of hell, no longer  scare evil men, 
Heat is heat; either in hell or on earth.
Waving my hands of goodbye to all form of heats of this world; 
My peace returns.
-	Pastor Emmanuel Alfred .B     

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