Power Hungry

I Mwalabu

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I had travelled away from home
Sent on a specific errand
On the pursuit of wisdom, knowledge and understanding
Sponsored to master the basics of my profession
And so returning with a Medal of Honor was my intention
Passage of time introduced me to a new world all together
Sunrise and sunset made the campus narrow, bringing us all together
New friends being made in the process
A by-product of the pursuing process
Producing a professional being the main aim; an end product of the flipping pages Process

However, this ain't a story about me nor my profession
But rather someone I met on my errand, a professional
This time around, my brother would agree "she was more than an alternative"
God was silent, but if He had spoken, "He would have said No!" My ears being attentive
The blue sky fled her presence, seeing she was accompanied by clouds that were angry
This time around, she was but Power Hungry!

I wasn't searching for it, but honestly, I had lost my mind the day I first saw her
Trust me when I say she was lovely to behold, I Mwalabu is living proof
Yet unlike David, at the time I saw her, I wasn't on the roof
And unlike Bathsheba, she was fully dressed at the time my eyes met hers
She brought me at a crossroads the day she crossed my path; honestly, I almost lost my Way and took hers

I had to find out why I got so attracted, the power of her attraction left me in a puzzle
In my search, I discovered something more than just a missing piece to the puzzle
In quest of reasons, wondering why she seemed so strong as to pull down my entire
Defense system
God opened my eyes and I knew what I saw was more than just a daydream
I knew she was up to something, something I had to figure out in the Spiritual Realm

Then I learnt that when the opportunity was given, she quickly grabbed it by the wings
Her name being the song that everyone sings
On her quest for higher ranking, she was more than ready to pursue an innocent soul
Perhaps not so innocent in her camp; for looking at him, enmity is all they saw
Always standing in their way; proclaiming Christ Jesus, the name they hated most

And so when the request was made, "Whom shall we send?"
She quickly gave a positive response; being aware of the reward success would attract
She was more than ready to be used to attract, to attack
She's the girl when it comes to the Nile
Knowing how best to lay waste of all the Nile's enemies, heaping them all in a pile

She was more than qualified for this post
More than prepared to bring back what was lost
Victory! Victory in their camp, is what was needed most
With the ball in her court she couldn't do otherwise but kick it right through the goal posts
She was more than ready to bare the mission's costs

I guess Balaam couldn't curse God's child again
And so she had to arise, a daughter of the Moabites & the Midianites, going against the Grain
Ready to entice God's child towards worldly interests & pleasures
Inflaming his inbred lust, enhancing sin's pressures
Knowing he couldn't be hurt by any enchantment
But by worldly interests and pleasures being the source of his enticement

This wasn't another play, yet she decided to put on her most belovèd costume
We happened to be serving together in my master's house, the day my nose learnt the Smell
Of her perfume
She left me wondering, "what assignment the Lord's angel was on"
Everyone around me, being blind, would agree; her light was on; she was shining so Bright
Proving the Scriptures true, "for even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light."

Her strategy was to get as close as she could to her prey
Since he was a church guy, she had to look as one who knew how to pray
Drawing his attention away from God, turning black and white into grey
She knew it was just a matter of time before he would embrace her and like music, freely Play
She would have ascended in ranking; he would have surely, like an antelope in the lion's Hands, fallen prey

If I didn't think about why on earth I was failing to resist this strong strange attraction
It would have been just a matter of time before I gave her my entire attention
I would've given in to her devices, standing like a soldier each time she shouted "attention!"
I knew she was up to something and so "Lord help me!" was my repeated petition
Staying away from her being my resultant decisive decision

I wrote this for all my brothers who are diligently pursuing righteousness, driven by the Desire for purity
Please open your eyes and don't be quickly taken away like a culprit
Attraction might at times be automatic, but don't let get romantic
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding
Some of these ladies are demonic, ready to pull down whoever they find standing

Loving her ain't no different from loving Delilah
Someone the Philistine lords can easily hire to strip you of your strength
Punishing you, for all the chaos you'll have caused, in depth
Rewarding you with a chain of afflictions till the day you meet your death
Wiping the remembrance of your name entirely from planet earth

Therefore, I urge you to open your ears and listen to Matthew Henry, trusting his sincerity
The wicked's friendship is more dangerous than their enmity

And please don't start hating him; don't be put off when he says from within
Those are our worst enemies who draw us to sin
For that is the greatest mischief any man can do us; half avoided is a danger foreseen

I wrote this for the lady I met
Perhaps with my few words she would be brought to regret
For when I first met her, a friend she had promised to be
And I was more than ready to accept her request, without having any plan B
Thinking God had provided someone to help me serve Him better, perhaps my wife to Be!

But if a friend you truly were
Why did you have to plant a million land mines?
When you knew pretty well that the entire field simply had your body and mine
And worst still, your body was the only one that was mine proof?
I couldn't however, sue you as an enemy; your pretty adorable smile left me without Proof

I guess you're not different from my master's betrayer after all
Someone so ungrateful; deciding to trade Christ, after all, all that He had done for him
Embracing Christ Jesus with a kiss, yet swords and knives were coming right after him
A friend he had been and a friend he should have been
A sister you had promised to have been yet a traitor is who you really were and would Have Been

I pray on your wicked pursuit, like the Apostle Paul, light shine upon your path
May God be merciful and His loving kindness quench His Holy Wrath
Through the blood of His Precious and Blameless Lamb, may He reconcile you to Himself
Turning you away from your wicked thoughts and unrighteous ways
Till His power becomes you relentless pursuit, causing the next generation proclaim in Different ways

She was, but Power Hungry!

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