Tick, tock , tick,
Drip, drop, drip.
That is not the tap,
That is his blood dripping.
Drip, drop, drip.
His blood trickles.
The stones in his hands seem to have lost control.
Continues to tear through his skin,
His scratching wouldn’t stop,
The itching increases as his blood decreases.
This wasn’t an allergy,
This was a demon, they were demons.
Just one man, thousands lived inside of him.
His cry for halt they couldn’t hear,
His voice of pain sank in their roar.
He lived in the tomb, for the living could not stand him.
Fetters could not bind him, Chains of brass were useless.
He had reflections too, his shadows still live.
Many seem to have forgotten their demons.
Stealing, lying, fornication.
These demons are very much alive, they drive slowly.
Tick, tock, tick.
These demons drive slowly to the tomb,
The tomb with raging fire, hell fire.
But Christ is another man.
His voice the demons obey, whose words is danger to hell.
Christ asked “what is thy name” ?
He answered , ” my name is legion, for we are many”
My name is legion for we are many.
At the knees of Christ the demons pleaded.
Many still host demons that fight them everyday.
Like chains they are bound to them.
You cannot do without lying,
Is that not a demon speaking?
Allow Christ into your life.
At his command demons surrender.
If this man could be delivered of thousands, you also can.
Don’t let these demons drown your cry of help to Christ this night.
You might be legion but it doesn’t matter,
Just come into the fold of his religion.
Your region doesn’t matter, infact the diction you speak is of no use in his region.
All he needs is the friction of your heart with his.
Song: What can wash away my sins
Nothing but the blood of Jesus.
Tho your garment be red , they would become white as snow.
Just let him in.
Right now, you might be legion.
This night, I call you into the fold of his religion.
My name is Christian,
For I am the body of Christ.LET HIM IN.
By: Olorunfemi Oluwakorede
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