We Betrayed Our Master Again
Submerged in a rat race, to keep the number high.
compromised the truth of the Prince of Peace,
imported science, liberalism and other form of philosophies.
to obscure the simplicity of the gospel,
Biblical illiterates lulled men to sleep through fantasy
and indeed,
“Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations;
they set up their ensigns for signs.”
some experts of science,
others chose philosophy for their trade.
A mixture of voodoo and tradition
the babel of our religion,
many inventions and importation
from the world system to soothe men's cravings.
and in our bids to compete and conform
we sent the Master out through the door
and men love it so.
As we are now jesters from the pulpits
The complete gospel now a burden.
Repentance is extinct, righteousness unpalatable,
our churches as club houses where no Bible it taught
with itching ears as congregants
and we were just socializing,
more denominational than divine
secret devotion now archaic,
and the dark kingdom was plotting
as men sopor like captive.
then came corona, as a scourge, trudging the entire universe like a colossus
and men remembered.
that our Master is the master of the wind
but we sent him out long ago.
By a compromised gospel
Copyright © Oluseyi Akinbami | Year Posted 2020
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