Evil Days Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

'God forbid', Life permits! !
When the pastors could no longer pastor
When the preacher could no longer preach
When the crusader could no longer crusade
When the Evangelist could no longer evangelise
When the dancers could no longer dance because
Their legs were weak and dishonest with them
When the doctors could no longer treat
When the plane could no longer fly and we watch
The ship sink into the ocean without any help
When the journey is no longer sweet to further
Mosquitoes and bedbugs suck more of our blood
Hell becomes closer than before to us
When the children are left naked and sinful
When all the trees are crook and none is standing
When the legs could no longer be raised
When the sand becomes hotter and desperate to kill
When the stream calls for soul to swallow
When the oceans are more reddish and horrible
When millions shall die at once in an ailment
When the earth becomes mountain and no one could climb
Can you still stand in sweet joy?
Can you still tend the farmland?
'God forbid' but life permit,
Life sometimes permit what God forbids.




(C) John Chizoba Vincent