Paul: The Old Has Gone, The New Has Come Poem by Ezekiel Haruna

Without his absence did they murdered Stephen
Stoned him like one with crime of treason
Livid with rage did he travelled around
His poor restless soul no sleep has found
But those ears of his, itchy for cries
Tuned wails of pain among saints to rise

His eyes full of malice disdained disciples preaching
Door to door ensuring no one is teaching
But believers failed not to meet day or night
The Lord Jesus Christ is their power and might

His passion to tear the church rose and soared
As with rage and bitterness he coursed and roared
Breathing murderous threats upon the Lord's saints
That was how the persecution saga continued to ascends

Part 2
Saul, the Jewish scholar was his alpha name
He and his team together played this awful game
The church crashing from its base was his aim
And records of saints he fettered earned him fame

When light unfold and here a new day to spend
Saul had a bath and to Damascus he went
And with him were men following as without sense
Scheming and planning ignoring the consequence

Going onward and with the targeted city in sight
Suddenly from Heaven robbed him of his sight, a light
Confessed he lay betwixt city and road
A beam used of God smites more than a rod

Saints led him by hand not to vengeance but to nurse
For three days blindness in hunger pangs is not a simple course
Other saints were happy and glad to say
'saul, the persecutor is now in the family way'

His passion to break the Church chilled cold like ice
The Lord directed Ananias and scales felled from his eyes
Now a chosen vessel not anymore saul
But one the saint brothers delight to call paul

Part 3
Lets continue the tale of paul the Lord's new friend
For him pots steamed, and he dined back his strength
In streets and synagogues paul was bold enough to say
'Jesus the Christ is the Truth and the way

His faith waxed hot and he utter without fear
Heads of the sanhendrin did not think this was fair
Once aggressive saul now a firm believer?
'oh! He must die' they vowed to deliver

From Antioch to Cyprus down to paphos did he preached
Paul was with passion for the heathens to reach
'Perga to pisidia to Iconium to Lystra and Derbe saving more
Over mountains and fountains, there was more to sow

Destitute, despised, yet, the goodnews spread
Shipwrecked, flogged, jailed, lo, the message shared
All left behind and the cross taken
Old life laid dead and a new awoken