First Love Poem by Preston Mwiinga

First Love



We were once strong christians when we got baptsed,
We always called sin by its name.
We were conscience of the places we went to because our reputation was at stake.
We minded what we talked because the the same lips we used to talk ill, were the same lips we used to glorify God
What happened to our first love, the true love of our lives, the one who loved us since inception.
The one who not only stood for us but stood with us.
I am talking about the great love from our God.
Human beings can let us down but he can never do that.
It is time we go back to him as prodigal children.
It is time we continue the work of salvation, the work of the gospel.

Saturday, November 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: christianity,love and art
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