King's Heart Beat Poem by ZWAVHUDI MARY NDWAMBI

THE GROUND OF THE UNIVERSE IS DYING
AND A SEED BENEATH IS SUFFOCATING
THE ATMOSPHERE UP ABOVE IS VOMITING
CREATION IS INHAILING TOXIC BREATH

THE EARTH IS PREGNANT
AND THE CHILD WITHIN IS STINKING
BECAUSE THE WOMB CAN NOT DELIVER

THE HOVEL OF THE ENEMY IS BUSY HOVERING
BIT BY BIT THE BODY OF CHRIST IS BREAKING APART

THE HEART BEAT OF A KING ABOVE IS PUMPING
THE HEAVEN IS CRYING ''WHO WILL GO FOR US! ''
BUT THE EARTH IS TO DEAD TO LISTIN
AND TOO BUSY TO RELY

INTERSESSOR ARE NOWHERE TO BE FOUND
WATCHMEN ARE TO BLIND TO SEE THE VISIBLE
FLOCKS THIRST LIKE A DEER PAINTS FOR THE STREAM OF WATER
SHEPHARDS ARE TOO BUSY LEADING THE SHEEPS ASTRAY
THEY HUNGER FOR MONEY AND WEALTH
RATHER THAN SAVING THE LOST SOULS

MAY THE HEALING RAIN FALL AND RESTORE OUR LAND