MY DOUBT MY DOUBT…
I wished my mind could be unwrapped and the cocoon containing issues of my life be unraveled
I wished I could be free to move around without the fear of being captured and ravaged
Though I accepted it's all my faults that am bounded like an oxen yoked together to move at a steady pace
Unable to express myself makes my life so complex and heavy like the sins of human race
I do not wished to be told this realities, ‘cos I understand its gravity but the way out am totally benighted
Each time I take a quick glance at my shadows while walking, what I see is scary and intimidated
By definition I understand shadow is a dark area or shape produced by a body coming between rays of light and a surface
It's the unwanted or disowned parts of our personality, the part we try often to repress and rephrase
My shadow reflect nothing but a bundle of sins merged together to form one huge shackle
Vividly I could feel the weight of my sins like its fastened to my legs then I discern I have something to tackle
In my solitary I almost gone strayed in thoughts about where I am going to finish my sojourn in life, either or not my joy will be full
What if the pillars that holds the heavens compromise in its strength? And the blue sky swiftly become null
What if the end approaches without the knowledge of mankind and a passage appears in heaven to pave the way for His Majesty?
As far as the scripture tells me about rapture, I need not to be puzzled about whether or not there is a room for amnesty
My doubts breathe as cried aloud looking for solution
My doubts breeds each day into puzzles as I pondered on my IFs” questions “
Like a baby aspiring to attain evolution at all cost so I am voicing my curiosity to be saved but to know listen ears
My fear mounts each day and my heart groans for pain because in things of iniquity I show my flairs
I so much nurse my doubt in such a way that it's overwhelmed me body, soul and spirit
My doubt increase day by day as I move about with sins bound to my legs so I move at a constant limit
MY DOUBT …
Perhaps it's just my figment of imagination
Or it's more of my ignorant than impression
Perhaps it's humanly endowed to still reside in doubts over fear that has been long settled
Or maybe it's just an act of mediocrity empowering my lead accuser to see my iniquities like heaps that may never be leveled
Because each time I try to shut my eyes over my past, my mindset‘s too occupied to let it go
Often times I have heard preachers' sermon about grace or mercy it's enacted the truth I already know
Though such moment refreshes my soul, then I felt my joy streaming like a river
Times I yielded the alter call and ran to the pulpit as a child will do at sight of his mother
I wish such moment in church would never end or that the preacher repeat same sermon all weeks
My sin become lighter and my faith stronger and I felt am free from devil's freak
But as soon as I step out of the church, the memory such moment vanished
I know it's my entire fault that I refused to accept the words from the Cross” It is finished''
DEDICATED TO ALL WHOSE PAST MEMORIES PERSISTS…YOU HAVE GOT TO LET IT GO…STAY AWAKE AND AWAY FROM YOUR DOUBTS! JUST CONFESS AND FORSAKE INIQUITY AND YOU HAVE GOT TO FORGIVE YOURSELF
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