Experience

That fateful morning When i was woken to terror When evil stared at me And the severity or the war i saw And paralised by fear i was And half empty the glass i saw Nollywood, Al qaeda neither it be But real and close this behoves me And every faith in man i lost And i knew why our villages are arid And why our towns lay waste And why our cities are rotten Its because of the evil of the land And the sins of the city And the paradox about life I saw: When you came in and spurred me on When all that was left was waste and spent To believe -for you- or not: This necessity of wheat and weed I know not; but this am sure: Life is short and brief Be happy and rejoice therein The future you think is far, is now Though satan buffets and trial comes Believe or deny evil you may But cease neither to do good nor alter your faith in humanity Once more, I've been proved right In you my friends i see the face of Christ. When you dare to love prepare for war And this charity begins at home Be courageous and of evil fear not And even though your heel be bruised Its head be sure forever you smash History is worth all these and more Dare run from man and loose out Life is a task always for doing good And in spite of all, in humanity to believe Thank you, thank you for being there for me!