The Living God Poem by Abel valentine VOAP

What do you call him?

God, mahamta, allah, chukwu, oluwa, area father, baba.
Whichever one!
Open your gloomy eyes and say thank you.
Kill his emotions with your love.
And let the spirit move you.
He knows you from the day you cried and also from the day you smiled and died.
Come close to his doorstep and let your soul be welcomed.
Kneel down, lie down, sit down stand up...
Which ever one don't forget to say THANK GOD
do you think he is somewhere out there in the sky watching over you?
Do you think he has such a big eye to watch over you sin?
That is the question and NO is the answer.
He is as right as the air.
So follow his ways.
He is as humble as the trees.
So try to be the fig.
He is so caring and loving like a baby of 2
so why not you?
He is my image, he lives in me and i live in him, so who then is God?
God is me and God is you...
He worth respect so respect yourself.