THE MESSAGE

I see the cause of this mental pollution

But I can’t place a finger on its solution

When kids are constantly begging for direction

That will lead them out of their affliction

So much has been said about religion

But it has only served to bring about division

You see we constantly ague about a messenger

And we forget to listen to the message

Me, I chose to follow the one born and placed in a manger

In order to avoid a future and imminent danger, of hell

For I have an assurance from the Father

Who tells me he will take me further

Beyond my wildest dreams and imaginations,

Rather than forsake me he surrounds me with love

And gives me someone to call my brother

I have a blessed assurance

That can’t be matched even by Madison Insurance

An assurance so great that blood had to be shed

My burden of sin so great that a price had to be paid

You may choose to pelt me with stones

Or clobber me till you see my bones

But I must say to you, do your worst

But before you do, listen to the message first

I call him Jehovah, you call him Allah

And all we aim to do is turn haters into lovers

So I ask you this, who do you believe in?

Answer me that coz at the moment am grieving

Because of the reflections in the mirror

Which tell me that the end is getting nearer