CALABAR, OH MY CANAAN HOME!!!

Calabar, my sweet happy peaceful home

A land where tranquility reign supreme

A place epitomizing what a paradise is

A home so grandeur, so sweet, so beautifully endowed.

Calm atmospheric air-from nature, a gift so lofty

Clean and green-scenery so fragrantly imbued

Cool natural weather-man’s original homelike Eden’s

Celsiusly blessed each passing hour-Calabar my city, Canaan Home

Calabar, as a lamp on a hill, Canaanland-appeals to the minds & souls

Tickling the heartbeats, ennobling the senses,-sophistry so beautifully adorned

Wonderful sights to behold-peaceful nature resuscitates, elongate lifespan

Like Canaan of old spilling milk & honey-inhabitants shines in smile like morning stars

Calabar, the land of my birth-a city of great men-shall I raise my offsprings rejoicing

In this paradise on earth-place of civilization rebirth- can I ever forget you?

Reminiscence of my childhood days-a joy of fulfillment envelopes and thrills my soul

Whenever on return home, Calabar!-anxieties flee, recreating, body resurrects, re-lives

Calabar, I shall soon retire to return-after my years of sojourn and endless foray in the wild

To a land so blessed, so dear, so adoring, to a living heart-reviving the ingenuity of my whole being

Calabar! My soul still longs, pants for you-after cease of labour to retire to rest in this land of fulfillment

Calabar!! A model city of our time-peaceful disposition of your people uplifts dying souls.

NOW FULFILLING!!!

Just heard the midnight cries sounding loudest

Echoing-“the bridegroom is here-come, meet Him”

Some to lit their lantern loaded with oil

Some to lit try to lit without oil

The banquet is set-the five wise entered and doors locked

None is welcome late-destiny sealed forever

How prepared am I? How ready are you?

Cause the foretold prophecies are fulfilling.

War among nations-kingdom in turmoil

Pangs of war here and there-peace flies away

Pestilences walking in the dark-sorrows everywhere

Terror on air-fear grips the hearts of men

Rumbles in nature-fiery quakes buries many

Sun gives no light-moon turns to blood

Frets among nations-fear rules the souls of men

Tribulations, trials, temptations, distresses among nations

Love grows cold-hearts turn into wickedness

Fathers against sons-daughters against mothers

Famines upon the lands-afflictions and killings

Deceptions of fake preachers, teachers-mammon god of their belly

Friend betray friend-brothers now are foes

Desolation of the Holy places-many a life are snuffed out

False signs, wonders-miracles of Belial abounds

The falling of the stars-a sure signs of the prophecies fulfilling

All these, a pointer-for the Second Advent is here

Merriment of marrying-like in Noah’s days-worldly pleasures rules the hearts

Goodnews of the kingdom about globally-the has come

The words of prophecies at last now fulfilling

Beware brethrens! The time’s no more for you

Beware beloved! Salvation draws nigh-man’s destiny at hand

He will come-though He tarries-but fails not-He will come!

The prophecies of the Holy Book now a reality fulfilling. Can’t you see!!!

BEFORE THE JUDGE!!!

The courtroom is set-the books are open

One by one-we walk in-our case to respond

No more time for mercy-no second chance

Investigation completed, submitted-judgment delivered!

The king of the universe – a Judge so true

No one can fault-His purest of sinless motive

Cherubim and seraphim—all rendered honour, laud and adoration

To the One and Only True Judge-of our conscience free

Every dark side exposed-conscience make bare

All eyes to see-deeds, actions, inactions, non-actions-

Of every hearts, minds- and we argue not our cases

“Cause we’ll be convinced-we are either damned or saved

But the Champion of Love and salvation steps in-an Advocate so faithful

They that believed in the atoning, redeeming blood of the Lamb-

Of God the father-the Only Son and the way to eternity

Pleads my case-“Father, I died for Him-see the print of nail on my palms!”

His crimson Red I exchanged with my blood so precious red

“Granting him an heir-he’s my brother, my friend, my child!”

“I suffered that he may live-a home I prepare him in the sky”

“Welcome my Child! Enter into the Kingdom!” Father echoed

A crown of life given-a thorn of death removed

Now clothed in His righteous garment-eternal life now I am!

Oh! What a joy that thrills my soul at last! Imagination now real!

Happy am I! Now saved forever-blessed are you who endure to the end!

But behold! To some no advocate to plead

Rather, an accuser-ready to rain accusations on the lost the more

Lake of fire of destruction burning strong-no safety on sight

Consumed forever-no trace of their carcass on sight

Now is the time!!! Won’t you forsake all for Him?

Time is no more-earth’s history about to end

Sin is cleansed, eradicated-righteousness now rule supreme

No pain, sorrow and pangs of discomfort-forever banished

Before the Eternal Judge-what will you do?

Are you now ready to appear before the judgment seat to answer your case?

Before the Eternal Judge can Christ the Advocate plead on your behalf?

When before God the Father Judge-where will you hope to go?

HE DID THESE FOR YOU!!!

Dark in the day-He washed their feet

Drank with them-ate with them

“Traitor, hasten up time is no more” He says

Though he delayed-he at last betrayed the LORD.

Dark in the garden-he earnestly prayed

Unselfishly pouring out-His soul so pained

Asking but one thing-the grace to carry on

A mission so daunting-so tasking, so cruel

Dark in the night-with a passion so strong He prayed

Bearing in mind-a road of torture, tumult and Gaul

Feeling the pains-never to give up-reluctant to give in

A mission to redeem, to refresh, to reinstate

Later that evening-the King Eternal is sold

Cheap the price-so we might be redeem costlier

With a blood spilled-on the road to the “Place of the Skull”

Beaten, slapped, spat on, abused, and bruised!

A thief of damnation freed-a chief of salvation killed

He silently willingly agreed to die-just for you and I

Crown of thorns upon His-six inches nail-like-pace upon His head

Writhing in pains-though eager to die-a mission fulfilled

Brought to the street-stripes upon His back

Laughed to scorn, beaten to pulp-a cross to carry on

Way to mount of the skull-so cruel, so agonizing, so treacherous

Oh! If not for Him, who else could bear this shame, this pain, this curse?

Nailed to the cross-a pain so severe, so calamitous

Raised up before the world-a mockery so dreadful-garments to cast lots

Bitter gaul to drink-sun darken in the day-mother wept

Pierced upon His side-water cum blood gushing forth

“Dad forgive them-they are ignoramus of Your love”

“Mother, behold your beloved son!-sons behold your mother”

“My Lord, My God! Why reject me now?”

“It is done, finished”-He did all these for me, you-all, what a love so pure!!!