Drifting Away Poem by Mbalentle Mdange

If Your will was South I'd be North
Even the most drastic U-turn would not lead me back to it
If it was Cape then I'd be standing in Cairo
Not even Tour de'Afrique would race me back to it
I'm drifting away

Away into the darkness, where my thoughts are not just and neither am I righteous.
My mind set not on the things above, but rather on the things of this earth.
Reviving the old Genesis "when GOD saw that the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually". Not only am I in my Genesis, but have paged over to the Proverbs, with my trust no longer in the Lord and leaning vastly on my own understanding. A time once was, when my steps where directed strictly by You. And a time once was, when my lip was glossed with the book of Law and its scriptures nicely plaited to the corners of my heart. But now, it is a time no more.

I'm drifting away, slowly walking towards a direction leading me not into the Promise land. My heart wonders about. What seemed clear and true before, is now blurred with doubt, uncertainties, misconceptions, fallacies and delusions. The hours of day you have lent me, are no longer devoted to the realisation of the Great Commission. Instead, each second is dedicated to the yearnings of the physical man. Forgetting that man shall not live by bread alone, I am fast becoming a stranger to Your Word and some of Your valuable teachings have escaped my archives. Exposed and vulnerable, I have no armour.