Sleepwalking

My brothers & sisters are sleep walking

and soon will wake up and notice

that they’ve overslept.

Rushing to put on their Sunday best

bursting through the door &

running for salvation

but by the time they reach the gate

you find that the gentiles have taken your place

Perhaps your salvation is corrupt.

They have no intent on saving us

Fools cannot feed you if their wisdom comes from a place

Of bondage.

Pastors teaching the same doctrine that their oppressors

taught in the day of slavery.

Now tell me how that’s going to wake up my people.

Hosea 4:6
Isaiah 49:6 & 42:6
Acts 13:47
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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