While there is a revolution in the land, with people strongly pointing out injustices and being a voice for social equality and justice as never before, so too this is happening in the church. The violence attached to protests in the land is because of anger due to certain events and the fear of the unknown, uncertainty and mistrust.
In the church there is also a revolution underway by those I feel compelled to call the remnants, the no nonsense pursuers of God, overcomers from their personal tribulations (of the Rev 7:9 type), and as written towards the end of this poem the “triumphant warriors”. These God ordained warriors/remnants are not physically violent unto destruction, but as end time John the Baptist, they are spiritually violent in terms of their building of the Kingdom of God that suffers violence (persecution, affront of the enemy etc…) by way of intercessory prayer, spiritual warfare, vocal expression and strong stand against social inequality and injustices.
Prophetic Word Poem:
Rise of A “Love-Truth Tramps Hate-Lies” Revolution
Liars sing to the tune of a shrieking lyre, a deceptive song, claiming to be in the light as leaders, peacemakers, church workers and members of notable fraternities.
They abide in darkness ’cause of hate for their brother of a different mother and father, from a different land altogether, a place much further.
Delusional and encaged in hollow rage they live in twilight and are sick in their minds ’cause of the deceiver’s dynamite.
They dwell in ancient chambers with hellish ideas of who is who, delighting in the master and slave relational status quo.
The window blinds to their hearts are down. Blind, they think they can see, a walking dead living on dead end street.
Embossed on their hearts as a badge of honour is hate for another race, one of a foreign land or religion and are chocked with unforgiveness towards their neighbours.
They drown in the sea of hate, spouting venom in divisive hood, beating the drum of falsehood, scheming a race and social war in many a neighbourhood.
Triumphant Warriors are on the rise; some on bended knees, others in action so the world can see, as they fight for God’s love and unity to be man’s keen priority.
Forever destroyers of satanic agendas and judgements, the heavenly regiment sound the Most High’s gong with this redemptive truth in their song:
“Forgive and you shall be forgiven by the Father. Love God and one another, regardless of skin colour, race, social status and one’s gender”.
©Deborah E.Nyamekye 12/11/2016
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