Ujamaa Christian Poetry

The Cross

We're at a time like no other
This world's coming to an end
Where are the real sisters and brothers?
Why is truth so hard to comprehend?

We use words like forgive and love
Yet we harbor resentment and hate
In spite the power given from above
Each step we take seals our own fate

Stubbornness has made us blind
Our lives filled with confusion
Compassion's so hard to find
Peace seem to be an illusion

Now in this old world we see
How so many have suffered loss
But if we ever expect to be free
We must be willing to die at the cross

Written by Ronnie Enoch


Ujamaa Christian Poetry