Wilson Oshorakpor Poet Rhyme

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

I am here!
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Are you there? 
I am the Shepherd of heaven's flock,
The door of your heart, please unlock.

I am here! 
At the door of your heart, I knock.
Hear my voice, I am here, so near,
The door of your heart, please unlock,
And let our two hearts as one lock.

Where are you?
Turn the knob, snob me not,
Sup with me and I'll sup with you,
The table of your heart, the spot,
Come, dine with the living brot. 

And there you are.
O what a cold old heart thou art!
The dainty delicacies of sin you store and share,
Is the devil's death knell for a fleshy heart.
There's death in the pot you serve, depart.

I have come, come let's dine,
Eat my flesh, drink my blood, eat and live.
My flesh is meat. My blood is fine wine,
Ignite the hearth in your heart, keep the fire alive.
Eat and drink the living word, eat and live.

I am here!
In your heart to forever stay,
The deadly dainty delicacies of sin eat no more.
The hot pot of the word, eat night and day,
Our hearts together locked as one in heaven's way.

By Oshorakpor Wilson. 
Adapted from Revelation 3:20.

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Beata Agustin November 28, 2024 at 9:03 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.