The Seived Poem by David Olughu

Let us be true to ourselves;
it's God we need.
We've called this shovel a space for too long,
we have stirred the pot of deception so many times
and we serve ourselves well garnished lies,
adequately seasoned in the right proportion
and we step it down with ignorance
of the consequences of our very actions.
A continued living of such manner is death,
even as though you live, you're dead,
because you lack Life,
because God is Life.
Like rice still in its chaff,
why remain deceived
when you could become part of THE SEIVED.

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