His Name Is Jesus
A dignitary, a friend, a father, a king
The only king that was born in a manger
And ended up as a manager
And now sits in the heavens
Making the earth his footstool
As the overall manager
That after now, anyone who still sees him as a stranger
Is already in danger
As a manager, he doesn’t have a P.A
Yet can never make mistakes
He is the only manager who does not need a coach
Before he can feature his mercy in your life’s tournament
In the league of champions or champions league
He is always at the top of the table
He is the only manager whose love for his fans is more concentrated than acid
Do you want to feel high?
Take him like your drink
Smoke him like your grass
Because he is the most high
In fact, that makes me call him my royal highness
I call him the faithful pastor
The first and last prophet
The origin and insertion of creation
The magistrate of our efficiency
Our burden bearer
Some call him the beginning and the end
But I call him
God at the beginning,
God at the end
And God in between
Cause he is the one who began the beginning
Yet did not begin in the beginning
Because the beginning couldn’t have begun
If the beginner just began in the beginning
With him, you can be sure that life is good
Because he is more reliable than LG
With him, you don’t need either Glo or MTN networks
To rule your world everywhere you go
You don’t need a face book page to like him
You don’t need a twitter account to follow him
You don’t need a Google map to search for him
You don’t need a blackberry pin to ping him
All you need to do is to subscribe to heavenly free BIS now
And enjoy free life’s unlimited data
His name is JESUS
Jesus is the key
And if Jesus is the key,
Then any life without him is titled “off key”.
Copyright © Great Jaja | Year Posted 2017
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