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Apr 2020
My fear of the crowd never gave me fright to be on the podium
When I make the congregation wave like celebrations in a stadium
Because I preached the gospel much higher than bones of a spirit medium
I am not running third like a chemical element, lithium
Nor am I second like helium
But I am selected first, like I hold everything good, call me premium

I am a preacher dropping the gospel ruthlessly, my words are precious like a pearl
They softly touch others making their hair curl
This is nothing you can weigh on a scale
Its priceless, no 50% off, running a sale
What I say is what I believe not what I see, I don’t fortune tell
But my curse is not under a spell
I preach simple things like all is well

My faith in him is deeper than the well
My voice and sermons are strong enough to break the devil’s shell
The demons tremble because I make the word prevail
Turning the none believers to believers
Embracing all the Lost to Jesus
With only Breathing words
All is well

I don’t say more than expected
I just make sure my Gospel is animated
Restore faith that has been depleted
I am the waiter of his word; I serve it silver plated
Without fear or favour, I will not rest till it has imploded
I will speak tongues if it means getting it embroidered
And say All is well

I give light to the one in the dark
Poke the demons till they bark
I serve Him, I am a freebooter
Making the word reach far range like a Wi-Fi router
And give hope to the senoritas
With only three words
All is well

I am the devil’s worst enemy
And that makes me gayly
I give His visions
Hemianopia
Every time the Congregation shouts hallelujah
Making Him and His servants wear a Balaclava
When I say it out loud
All is well

My words are mighty
They can bring the walls tumbling down
I am not being proud but l knows l deserve a crown
My presence brings peace
Hearts are healed so thy remain in one piece

I am not perfect but awaiting perfection the word l will preach it
I will keep on painting the picture because we have to live it
I will not stop till we all reach it
I say all is well
For l drink from His well
For in Him I dwell
I don’t want to be swallowed by the whale
So, I let His word sail

He walked the wave
So, we could be saved
He rose from the grave
And walked out of the cave
So, I won’t let His work be in vain
For if I do, I will go insane

I stand at the podium
Not as a medium
But as a leader
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Matewe Dumisani Albert
Written by
Matewe Dumisani Albert  26/M/Bulawayo, Zimbabwe
(26/M/Bulawayo, Zimbabwe)   
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