Turn off the generator powering this generation that
Sleekly snakes seeking sinister ways to blossom
Clutching hot coals in their bosoms till they burn even their buttocks
Demolishing faithful ways with faeces splattered on their face
Calvary has gone on a trip
Religion has pitched its tent on church hill
The holy book is only a marking scheme Zion seems to be in a pit
Lay their heads on the gallows
David Livingstone came with his own stones
Their faces splattered with juicy decayed mangoes
The road not taken is where the condemned man goes
Who will bail the cat?
Who will add perfume to our fart?
Who will ensure our head is intact?
When madness abounds and glory departs?
He came and will come
This time not as a ransom
Enlist in the army and be Christ's first born
Your reward will be truly handsome
Never take salvation to be an anomaly
Even when the words come casually
Be as simple as Macmillan’s Simbi and Ali
Do accept it entirely.
#ANDREW IFEATU JENNIFER is a graduate of Federal University of Technology, Owerri in Nigeria. She
blogs at Fadoflow Media and hopes to use literature to entertain and
educate the public. She believes life does not exist without literature.
Meet her on Twitter: @jennieifeatu
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