The Word Poem by Olorode Olorunleke

In the beginning was the word made.
The word that made the creation of all created.
The birth of our lord the guilt of no fault lay.
The gift of hope from a virgin made.
The lamb born for the purification of Eden.
Behold the lamb that takes away the sin of the world.
This is my beloved son hear him.
Yet a deaf ear we place to his love the cross place on him to Golgotha.
Behold the king of the Jew to cast lot on his garment.
He raised and healed let him save himself.
Eli eli lamasabachitani.
Could this be a lost journey on you? I mean you.
Turn a new birth and be save this hope the word has given.
I have placed in your hands life and death for decision.
Verily I say unto you choose life!