Being Christian » poetry http://blog.tee-akindele.com ... taking one step at a time after Jesus Fri, 25 Mar 2011 10:44:48 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 Poetry: The gospel truth http://blog.tee-akindele.com/poetry-the-gospel-truth/ http://blog.tee-akindele.com/poetry-the-gospel-truth/#comments Fri, 24 Sep 2010 05:29:53 +0000 Tee Akindele http://blog.tee-akindele.com/?p=956
I’m the rugged and hard worn gospel truth;
The aged, weather beaten, sun-washed road sign
That reads: Danger Ahead! Slow Down!
And though my estate is dire and desperate
I yet could save a life paying attention.
On the top of my voice I’m screaming
“Wait! Hear me!” but then,
Who is listening?
This mad men buzz past ignoring
Off the cliff and into their ruin!

© 2010, Poem by Tee Akindele

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And about whether I die, care not
Existence is so not my problem -
It’s of a different kind;
I wish neither to be normal
Nor even to be special,
What I seek is a valid solution
To the question: ‘who am I?’

I’m suffocating in my own space
Trapped in it’s sheer vastness;
I’ve framed with many dreams, walls of a kind,
But they are far too porous with so many doors,
Behind which are just more questions.
So I’m groping to steady myself in the darkness,
And all I am catching is thin air.

I could live-on on the brink of true experience
Imprisoned by my slumber and afraid to snap out
Of this nightmare of spiritual death.
Or I could just ask The One who claims
That He can turn on The Light.

© 2010, Poem by Tee Akindele

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Who remains true to the end
Loving Him sparks a flame in my spirit
He is not weak like I am
Yet feels my every pain
Praising Him turns the light on in my soul.

No one can accuse or condemn me
For He is all: My judge, witness and attorney
I’ve trusted all my life to Him
Give to me everything
Without Him I’m yet nothing.
I’m absolutely all for Him.

In the most terrible thunder groan
I hear His friendly undertone
And confidence buoys within me
In the fiercest stormy wave
I only know His soothing motherly rock
What greater assurance could you give me?

He is the greatest being
Yet chose me to dwell in
If I must boast, I’ll boast of Him
So I’m greater than the world
For He’s as much my Friend as He’s The Lord
What a victory! What a victory!

Here it’s dark and raining
But soon I’ll be where He is unfailing
I won’t stop here… not now… not ever
There I’ll be as He is
And enjoy eternal bliss
O yes, keep me faithful… faithful forever.

© 2002, Tee Akindele

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Time is corrupting the days
And the days are fulfilling the times
Rebellion is climaxing frightfully
To the explosion of damnation.

© 2002, Tee Akindele

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I would never have taken that first step
When he called: “I am the Lord, come out to me”
But then my little boat was against the storm no help
It would eventually have given me up to the depths of the sea.

And so like a man with neither hope nor anything else to loose
“I’m just a poor sinner” was all I could think.
How could I this grand offer then refuse?
I stepped into the water, hardly expecting not to sink.

I couldn’t trust myself but strangely this stranger did
He said “come!”, Come … on the raging sea?
Was He a ghost or really a savior I wondered?
Well, He had power and that I could see.

Where my faith failed, His rescue arms supported me
Hallelujah! This is my testimony today;
I’d never again fear the storms of life’s sea
I‘ve known one who is greater, one who they obey:

… He rides the storms and commands the raging billows;
Jesus was a stranger, now He means to me much more
-In Him I have forgotten the fears of tomorrows-
Captain of my ship, my God and everlasting Savior.

© 2003, Tee Akindele

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