JOURNEY TO THE TOP
I rise up every morning
With a hope to cling to tomorrow
Without any sorrow
But deep within I go mourning
Mourning my victory! Mourning my future!
For misery has overshadowed it
Whenever I fix my gaze at it
But my bond with nature give me relief
For they comfort me to rise with danger
To pursue the adventure
Life has impregnated to deliver
So off on the streets I stand
Searching for life to find
Her deliver what I desire.
One thing I really lacked:
The journey to the top is full of mud
And that only Grace from He
Who is a seer
And the gift in me
Which no one can murder
Can take me there.
Only Grace and gift can make me fit
And take me from the pit I live in.
A legacy was relayed to us
But we have turned it into ashes!
Christianity today! What voice do we hear?
Do we still hear when God speaks?
Or unlike Samuel, we ain’t meek to listen
But weak to fall!
Fall for deceptions
Fall for frustrations
And fall for the enemy’s distractions?
I can recall
Our forefathers waited, fasted and prayed to the Most High
But here we are only dancing, singing, shouting, and lifting our hands on high
With no praying! No meditating!
Not to talk of fasting
We are so empty!
How then can we hear God’s voice when we are empty?
With nags and complaints being plenty!
In the times of the McKeowns, the Wesleys, and the Spurgeons,
His voice was heard and His voice was obeyed
But in our generation,
We are galavanting! Experimenting Christ,
Instead of uplifting Christ.
Christianity today is like a football field
Where a ball is kicked, but no goal is scored
The truth is: true Christians are now rare
The real ones are so mere
Sin reigns while righteousness ruins!
Fashion and fantasies are now our passion
With true worship being an option.
Reading our Bibles have become a headache
No wonder the devil no more panics
All we know is to assemble for a picnic
Prayer has become a burden
The reason why we are still ladened!
Let’s cling to the old rugged cross
For in it lies our true gross
For Christ died on the cross like it was His duty
Let’s not put Him to pity
Let’s be Christlike!
Let’s do what the Heroes of Faith did Yesterday!
Spoken word by: Nana Adu Rockson