Musical Interlude….
No Grey
FIRST STANZA
Am I
really a Christian?
So I’m a
staunch Christian yeah?
Of
course, I have availed myself as an empty vessel and I am speaking on behalf of
God Almighty to his children.
You can really
feel the Holy Spirit work through me right?
Have you
however been to my closet where the other me hides lingering? Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Where
sin and I have become twins with my birthright stolen …. Jacob and Esau
Cos when
I say I'm Adam it tells me I’m Eve………………. Please take a bite of sin
When I stay calm like Abel, sin kills me in cold blood like Cain
So I
go seeking shelter in a gym, do some press-ups, grow muscles and come back
as strong as Goliath to fight sin but it kills me with only 3 stones to the
head… David
I quickly
ran to the salon to have my hair locked like Sampson for a disguise… but still
“Delilah 'ADAADA' me”.
Behold I
begin to dream about being great one day regardless of my sinful nature but
like the remaining 11 tribes of Israel, sin sells me into the slavery. Joseph
I become
disheartened, go down on my knees and cry; I
WANT TO REMAIN A VIRGIN!!!… But sin still mysteriously impregnates me.
Trust me;
this is not a story about Mary and Jesus
Cos when
I say I’m Jesus, sin betrays me like Judas
“I quit
sin!!!” I exclaimed, sin laughs and mocks saying….. Like seriously?
Till I
realized I had to submit to the power of God…… And I did
I professed
my love for God the father and the Son Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit
He climbs on top of the mountain promising me the world, Satan
This
time around I defeated Sin……. With scriptures
MAN SHALL NOT LEAVE BY BREAD
ALONE!!!
Kindly
take a bite….
Am I
really a Christian?
Musical Interlude….
No Grey
SECOND STANZA
The part
of the scripture I keep earnestly,
Love
your neighbor as you do yourself
And
trust me I really do
You know
it’s always darkest before dawn,
So I
always do it when you are long gone,
Or
possibly sleeping
I sneak
out gently, with jeans below my waist
Shouting
out loud… AM BACK AGAIN!!!!!
…….. To my lover
She
meets me smiling
And we
move deeper
To the
part of the club labelled DANGER
We
squeeze and squeeze even tighter
Till she
finally screams out my name ……… PASTOR!!!
But the
spirit in me softly whispers…………… NONSENSE!
Feeling
all guilty I go again to Church on Sunday
Walking
saintly like I would be a priest someday
The bell
is rang and my favorite part is coming
“LET US
PRAY IN THE WORDS OUR SAVIOR TAUGHT US”
And I’m
smiling
I go
down on my knees, lifting my hands towards the skies….. Yelling as everyone else is
Our
father who art in heaven
Hallowed
be thine name.
But
please…………… Don’t let your kingdom come
Cos although
the Church believes I’m white
OH Lord!!!…………. I know black is even
brighter
Am I
really a Christian?
Musical Interlude….
No Grey
THIRD STANZA - THE MESSAGE
This
message is not about being white or black
Or Black
and white
No grey
sewed up in your spirit like tie and die
Just
remember that the time is now
And the
future is bright
So we
recommend WHITE
Cos that
is CHRIST
Just
remember that the time is now
And the
future is bright
So we
recommend WHITE
Cos that
is CHRIST
Originally composed by:
Etse
Dogbey
Song by:
Jonathan McReynolds
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