What is this coming like the flood of Noah?
A strange wind blowing from the East with all fury
Before it goes fear and panicking,
And behind it comes crying and weeping.
This is definitely beyond science and money,
“Lockdown, enter my ark” Jesus keeps warning
What a noisome pandemic is this?
The strongest of men go hiding.
The high and mighty suddenly become helpless in the face of COVID-19.
Hopelessness has led to suicide of many,
But His Spirit keeps speaking to my heart
“Lockdown but not closed heaven”
Where are your idols and star gazers?
Your soothsayers are again in darkness and confusion.
They can’t keep wondering why?
They have failed again like magicians in Pharaoh’s court.
But the One who lives in heaven and rules in the affairs of men says,
“Lockdown until my mission is accomplished”
Copyright © Adeola Abimbola | Year Posted 2020
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