By Favour Chukwuemeka Abanobi
A man of inferiority
Giving in to every choice that is false
Walking with an air of superiority
Trying to mask my loss
But in me was a deep void,
Darkness springing from my corrupt mind
Yet living in a world
That didn’t seem to mind
O wretched man that I am!
Who shall deliver me from this body of death
Then came the I AM
Who shed his blood on earth
In the distance, a faint light shone
It grew brighter as I drew near
So bright was the light that I was thrown
Down to my knees with the burdens I bear
Pleading with tears for the blood to atone
Now I am saved and Heaven’s refrain I hear
Thanks be to God, for the salvation He wrought
I am flooded with more joy than I could have bought
I’ve been given access to His court.
And grace to live as I ought.
Favour Chukwuemeka Abanobi, Department of Mechanical Engineering, Federal University of Technology, Owerri.