Kolade Seun

'Holy Word'

His words lay there for us to hear;
But as Flesh we are, the truth we cannot bear.
Also as homo sapiens we are; we've reviewed our retrospect perspective of his words;
Defilling His very words,
and taking up the swords.

Enquiring solitude in my solemn moments, from multitudes;
How futile my venture turns out to! Because they also are destitutes.
Also as deprived of that comfort I seek, are they poor;
so proud to admit, so the fall.

In our enthusiasm to procure answers; we've forgotten to ask Him!
For every one that asketh, receiveth;
and he that seeketh findeth.

When cataclysmic experiences finally occur;
we lament at His name and recur.
We quote from His books and His songs.
Now humble we are, asking him to recall.

Submitted: Saturday, August 31, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 28, 2014
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