Ebi Robert (6 feb 1990 / Yenagoa(Niger Delta))
A BOLD STEP TO GOLGOTHA
Some steps on water was theirs to confess light.
While devouring was the earth and air, theirs to swallow.
But shortly trodden by dint of it,
a dark carpet-fog.
Craved by dint of treason and treasure heat.
Then a step was engaged to approach treason.
Soon to seed in reproach of him.
Where steps after steps were taken to jacketing.
Since craving for craving was them to tint.
So' a step in a womb; fearless to stay.
With those professed to hail and hate.
O' fearless feet, fearless feet.
A bold step from their fearless feet.
Then a Bold step to Golgotha, stamped him down.
Subtracted to a dwarf, almighty man.
Whereby Calvary not his height.
Given to Vinegar, scribes and sinners
and elevated to sky; there to stand.
Drafted with tree's, blood-staring stars.
And all the witnesses hugging the ground.
What a step!
O' what a step! !
what a step that took him to hell.
To torments and distress, disgrace and delay.
Whose tournament was weak, so weak to detect.
But another step was taken.
Another step was taken, wailing to victory.
With the wrestling of the enemies.
To praises in glory.
By a last step; fearless
to reign on earth.
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