Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa Poet Rhyme

Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 17

I want me, I mean the real me 
Not the me, peer influence created
Only You can truly help me to be
The status long in ancient time postdated 

I want the best me
The one, God wants me to be
So that His purpose be fulfilled
As I watch being so unskilled

Religion is idolatry
Everyone is doing his own things
Almost getting all into psychiatry 
Opposing flings flying without wings

Religion is self seeking
Just using God as a means 
Different doctrines sneaking
Into heads, social media and magazines

I want the real me
Not the ones that circumstances created
No matter how it will be; by Your decree
Yet for once, my supposed self be vacated 

Religion supposed to seek purpose
Religion is meant to serve 
But today, we serve the heart of a few
Staging canal's beauty multipurpose
Instead of REDEMPTION it only should preserve 
Making it to all men, always shine anew 

I know how weak I am
But religious systems condemn
Not going to church always paints you sinner 
Like factory fitted double comfort pillows
Pleasure poachers- fixed dangling food
Holding hearts to ceaseless billows 
Craving cheers to the joyful hood

Be it as it may, I won't be you
Get to know, it is true 
Saints are sinners God forgave 
Those sins could have easily enslave
Sinners and supposed saints not giving up on sins 
Those by grace, their new life in Christ would begins 

Yet for fun's sake they care for no concern
But we learn to know and know to learn
As we gather up with brethrens to make changes
In different occasions of ranges 
Either it is or not, religion we never bid adieu 
Don't be discouraged but, find the real you

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