BACKSLIDDEN

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It's really been long since I posted here, well I was writing a couple of exams so I had no time, but now I'm back to work here, thanks for bearing with me. It means a lot!

BACKSLIDDEN

It was a bright morning,

A Thursday, so sunny,

He woke with a yawn,

Not like a newborn,

Mid-sixties, stinking rich,

His name, a palindrome,

There's a lot of them wealthy Germans,

But very few could next to him stand!

And not many got to simply call,'Otto'

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Leader of a conglomerate,

Never slack at any rate,

Never drank, didn't smoke once,

Absolutely fastidious,

Yet, as nice as his living standard was,

His life was a mess,

He no longer had joyous moments,

His delights were gone,

His problem wasn't at all a hex -at all,

But even a baby will agree,

A broken home's no sight to see,

Divorced and left with a teen,

A boy always wanting to leave,

and with no bit of love for his dad,

Otto never foresaw such,

in his heyday, his view on marriage was;

All wives should be Stepford,

And he thought he'd got one,

Oops, turned out he was wrong,

Feud- rows, and altercations,

Gentleman's agreements couldn't work,

Attorneys were hired,

The papers were signed,

and Anna left,

Then he faced reality,

The large gap he could not fill,

Realised the mistake he had made,

And that, rather too late,

So, Young Fynn grew with no mum,

and hate in his heart for dad.

What a pitiful family,

[scratch that]

What a pitiful father and son!

I should stop speaking about just Otto,

Let's talk about you,

Aren't you seeing similarities,

Between your case and his?

Let me see..............

You're Otto, HIS Spirit Anna,

You never wanted guidance,

All you wished for was assent,

When HE tried to correct,

You chose to grieve HIM,

And when the Holy Ghost left,

Was when you really saw,

That your Maker, out you sent,

Fynn, your failed endeavours,

All due to HIS absence,

Now the pain is eating you up,

And you deeply regret your misdeed,

[probably]

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I have good news though,

You really can amend,

Return to HIM, plead and beg,

This isn't just about the rhymes,

Eternity's no joke- you don't have the luxury of time,

Can you imagine infinity?

Raised to the power of infinity?

Do you want excruciating agony that long?

If you don't do the pleading now,

You'll do it endlessly then,

So just cross the line right now,

You have to, Friend, please!

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I know there are readers who aren't in that category, so I got something more general!

It's in 1Cor.10.12;

Don't be so naive and self-confident. You're not exempt. You could fall flat on your face as easily as anyone else. Forget about self-confidence; it's useless. Cultivate God-confidence. [MSG]

If you think you are standing strong, be careful, for you, too, may fall into the same sin.[NLT]

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Remain blessed y'all!