A Christan Life Poem by KwaNdebele Science School

They say all Christans
Are crooks, and they say
They have got proof, and they
Tell me, we are pretending
To be good.

But I told them that they are
Designing their own doom, they
Wait to see my wrong move,
And they then drool, but my
Faith in God is so tough,
Tougher than any vanished wood.

I remain cool, even though sometimes
I feel like I am being cooked.
But in Jesus I am always hooked,
I thank God for making me His tool.

I once had sins that could fit inside
A pool. I was blind and also a real fool.
It was at noon, my faith was weak as s wool.
I was in a dark room
Dust... I am a real person not a toon.


Poem by: WILLIAM MAHLANGU