Old Time Religion Poem by Yewande Adedokun

Into the free wind with birdy sounds
The sun is setting now I stand on a ledge
Wind in my eyes, wind in my hair
The world is not what I think it is
If you see the world I see
It is million times more beautiful

Yet I stand undisturbed
It is the religion
If you see things differently
Be quiet, be still
A bit of fear to go out there
But contentment fills up my soul up here

We have destroyed its beauty
And made a mess of everything
We ruined it all with out old time religion
We refused to listen
If it must be fixed
It will demand our blood
Demand our old religion we hold so dear to heart
We cannot let go
We cannot move forward
Often promising a new world
But all we do is build on the rubbles of the past