THE DEVILS' TOOL
 
I have often asked these questions
In order to cover the eruption of confusion
Which has, for times immemorial,
Disturbed the stability of my reasoning.

I opened the gates that encloses this confusion—
Just to look in from afar
To see where lies the plan board
That the deceiver has so much embraced.
On the gate is written
“Love your neighbor as yourself”
And all I could see inside are baskets
Filled with fresh, succulent apples.

My confusion was to understand love
And the pleasures it covers;
For I had seen it as the focus
From which good and bad appear to emanate.
What true love means is
A science which many wants to practise
Without necessarily learning.

Love is an energy which CANNOT BE MADE—
More like a wind not seen, but felt.
It’s a sacrifice whose smoke goes just up—
Meant to adore some person
And to elevate the beauty and name of that person.
It finds expression in obedience;
And is more pronounced in having a COMMON INTEREST:
The common good of all.
It doesn’t hurt,
It doesn’t kill,
It doesn’t satisfy only itself;
And the root of this love must
Grow upon the soil of a being
Greater and higher than us
Without whom we cannot exist--God
This is what I understand love to be.

But I can see another kind of love,
A worldly kind of love
Which is made and destroyed in the world.
It’s a deceiving kind of love
Inflicting more pain than peace while growing,
And stirring men to pursue it with everything.
It’s the love/apple the deceiver gives
While reminding us that God says
“Love your neighbour as yourself”.
It is the modern tool of the devil
To draw souls of men into hell.
That is why the world vibrates by it.

The music of today is all about this love,
Gratified in the form of sex.
The movies are like the tutorials—beginner’s blue film,
And then the advanced pornographic films.
Oh, who can tell me where it’s not seen!
Even most valued poems in this site
are testimonies, like in the church,
about people's experiences, failures and ways to succeed
With this kind of love.
It has become an end to many people’s dreams;
So much that students and business men
Cannot do without it, and can sacrifice
Their money and future for a momentary pleasure
And can kill anyone/anything that poses as threat to
Their actualizing it.

It’s fast spreading like virus,
Infecting everything in the world that
We’ll soon do without it.
I think this is part of the mark of the beast:
Six—sex—six—sex—six—sex!
The sooner we realize the devils tricks,
And embrace the true painless, joy-filled love
Found only in JESUS CHRIST
The better for us.



Chukwu, Celestine Nkemakolam (Nkematics)


Please let me not be misunderstood when I speak of sex as the devil’s tool. Sex is good only when it is done by a husband and wife.

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