Fake Christians
Jesus required no qualification
no paperwork for the soul
empathy and compassion
was all one needed
his love never hid his anger
towards the temples of the devils
he spoke up
for the oppressed
the hungry
the meek
not the coin dealers
or those
who slaughter humanity
Evangelicals of the Golden Coin
hypocrites in every way
every hour of every day
the slaughter and starvation of children
as long as its not their own
they rise up and sing, the others
they deserve it!
colonizers are always right
the oppressed and poor
simply cobble stones to walk over
singing Christmas carols with eggnog
while bombs fall on little children
I want to throw up, sorry
I am disgusted
as would be little Tiny Tim
Christians aren’t so Christian now—
The Cross is strangely Light—
It weighs no more than Fashion’s thread
Or Vapor in the Night—
They speak His Name as one would coin
To purchase earthly Gain—
And barter Mercy at the Door
For Certain of Pain—
The Hymns are tuned to Vanity,
The Prayers to public View—
The Poor still knock with wounded Hands—
Unanswered—at their doors—
Once Faith was stitched with trembling Thread
In quiet rooms of Dust—
Where no Applause disturbed the Knees
That bent because they must—
Now Judgment lifts a Scarlet flag
Where Love once kept her Tent—
And Stones are cast with Scripture’s weight
But none with Tears are sent—
If Christ should walk these pews today
In borrowed Flesh and Breath,
They’d ask His Politics before
They asked Him about Death—
Yet still a Sparrow dares to sing
Above the Market’s Roar—
And God remains where God has been—
Behind the slammed Front Door—
For Faith is not the Noise it makes,
Nor Banners, nor the Crowd—
It is the unseen breaking Heart
That dares to whisper Loud.
Should I live a life that pleases me?
A life of joy?
A life of my dream?
Should I rock the rooms like my peers do?
Walking in the prints of the lord is of peace and trouble free,
Not of entertainment but rather boring.
Not of walking home zigzagally
Not of obeying the laws of the flesh.
But rather your eyes fixed solemnly to your Bible.
Well done dedicated christians, there's Alot that we face.
It's not easy obeying the laws of the lord and be stroke by trials and temptations.
I pray that we keep our faith
As the whole world breaks
And christians disregarded.
Blossom Monyei the bleeding Pen.
Syria’s Christians and Haiti
The first Christian church was built in Syrian, as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentioned by Western media as Israel continues to bomb Gaza to their hearts content This is only possible when the bombs are free of charge courtesy of the USA
On the home front, we read about erectile dysfunction, no they are telling me who thought
my own problems were caused by the old age
Haiti, the sad state is in the news again, last time
I was there, Papa Doc, was in power he employed
Thugs, sunglasses, and sports shirts to keep order
but they harassed shopkeepers to hand over money, when Papa died his son took over, he was an idiot and any resembles of order fell apart
Port-au-Prince was a beautiful city, but now it is a vast criminalized slum, Haiti has always been poor and met resistance from other countries who were against a black sovereign state. It never got the help needed from white societies who said slaves could not a country make
June 2024, in Borno state, Nigeria,
three young Nigerian Christian men,
knelt with hands tied behind their backs,
under the fiery African sun.
Then shot dead into eternity by Islamic State
West Africa gunmen.
Rev Ibrahim Abako, secretary of the Yobe State
Chapter of the Christian Association of Nigeria
condemned the murders.
The martyred men of Christ,
with their King, their Savior.
Nigeria's Christians' blood on its landscape,
the hearts of those who pray.
Persecuted for serving the Lord.
His people around the world cry out,
the Lion of Judah roars for His
three more white-robed saints of His Kingdom. ~
Reading up on the crusades,
Gives me hope Christians will take off their blinkers,
And help Muslims come to terms,
With a new light,
And a new right.
Most Christians would be horrified,
At how many Muslims died,
During the Crusades,
Because Christians thought they were right,
To destroy Muslims all through the night,
And a few Jews on the side,
For a place in heaven.
Thankfully all but few now see a different light,
And a different right,
Which we should look to impart,
To any Muslim who wants to stand apart,
And crusade for peace,
Instead of war in every place,
And earn more of God's grace.
Christians aren't supposed to get revenge, they're supposed to forgive.
And Christians are supposed to do that for all of the days that they live.
If you do a Christian wrong, he or she isn't supposed to get back at you.
A true Christian will know that getting revenge is the wrong thing to do.
God doesn't want people to get revenge, he wants us to forgive others.
And God wants people to love one another.
We cry for the Christians, we cry for the Muslims,
while the devils laugh with their holy war.
We pray and we sing the verses of peace
but our faith gets no mercy from the supposed holy star.
(July 07, 2023)
I sleep with You
wake up with You and them
Because we don't have problem
As all of us are belonging to You.
We continue breathing because of You.
Being empowered and protected by You,
loved by few and hated by majority
people because of your free grace
That you put upon us daily.
You deserve glory
Today and
Foverever , oh! Lord.
July 8th /2023
My sons
And
Daughters ,
When you see some haters
And
Jealous people
Gathering to destroy
You innocently,
There will be some
Good people
Who will hear you and
Assist
To make peace.
Remember to say
," Sorry "
That will be a good act
To encourage the good people
Who stand
By your side.
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
I greet you with much pleasure,
I welcome you with clean heart,
Let’s love each other so we can see the Lord,
Let’s share peace so we can go to heaven.
When we show love and kindness to each other,
We will have a good life,
Wealth and honour.
I can see the hand of the Lord, my body is so powerful,
Let’s be united so we can knock down Satan,
Let’s join our hands and deliver others,
Let’s shout loudly so people can hear the truth.
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
I
When my landlord is a slumlord
The sermons also mock God
"There but for Grace go I"
Helps see a plank in my eye
II
Here, no exposing of hypocrisy
Makes a difference to men, women, me:
Sex and money, sex for food -- for lazy
Is the South African -- post-Mandela's day**
Note**
27 April 1994 was the first democratic election in South Africa, RSA, making winner Nelson Mandela both president & freedom's icon. 28 years on, people sometimes prefer welfare, begging, crime - while immigrants run many small businesses, even in remote towns. Easy money has ruined Mandela's nation (it is mine, too, as I am native South African). If one Google's/ searches "loadshedding, RSA" or/AND "minimal Utilities," the declines are given another slant. Power brownouts on New Year's day, also.
Trump held a Bible in his hand
(A book he does not understand)
He took an oath
Yet betrayed both
The people and his motherland
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