The Pathway Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

The pen has been filled,
and the papers are dried;
A blameless sheep has been killed,
So a warning drum could be beaten
Heaven be the shade of all earths
And there's our rest-room from life
Though, the path way to a treasure
Is but walking through darkest cave
And it is full of many stumbling skulls,
That cross the cross to salvation
But hold to it with your molar teeth,
That pathway which is Jesus christ
Against every new invented beliefs
Which fills the heart with fears,
And brings to the eyes tears.