The Lost Of Purpose Of The Fools Poem by Jamiu Olanrewaju

The Lost Of Purpose Of The Fools



Fools! They were all running after the wind of ambiguous fortunes and prosperity on the track of death; they became very tired and started panting at the Junction of Covetousness; their insatiable active mind gingered their heart desires and they continued their endless Journey of satisfaction, however, they had the opportunity of meeting Mr scripture who admonished them that chasing the wind is absolute VANITY, but they trampled his admonition with the feet of desires; they continued their Journey until the door of no return is opened by death, and the wind together with the fools eventually entered into a strange dimension. The door was later shut and locked by Death and Time respectively.
Afterwards, a disembodied voice in its sonorous tone says: ‘Oh you gush of wind, why did you steal fortunes and prosperities from the dimension of Man? '
It replied: ‘My creator, the world of man is full of evil, all their achievements as well as prosperity were acquired through dubious means, they continually trading their salvations for comforts and positions. I then decided to rub them of their ill-gotten wealth so that they could trace their path to your words and gain back their salvations.'
The voice in its usual tone asked: ‘Oh you mankind, where did you keep your salvation? Why did you all ignore the words of the Scripture? '
They replied: ‘Oh! God, our thoughts of wisdom have manifested itself as a preconceived foolishness of destructions, we have nothing to say, but all we need is a second chance'.
The voice: The uncompromising principles of this dimension are: ‘NO RETURN AND NO FORGIVENESS, besides, Death and Time who shut and locked the door respectively, have no second chance in their hearts; you might have hope in my mercy if and only If there is need for it, but Time which owns the key can never reverse itself and of course, death which shut door is anchored on the mountain of no return; I shall pass my Judgement soon'.
The voice: ‘Oh, you wind there is no any excuse for a subatomic particle of sin in my kingdom, and remember my standard cannot be compromised, but my Judgement is full of mercy. I am self sufficient and I judge with no partiality, soon, I will pass my judgement'.

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