When joy turns into sorrows
And the shouts of excitement are drowned by gunshots
And the mall turns into a place for the exchange of life and death
And the race of survival becomes a thing more than breath
The message filtered into the atmosphere through media spheres
From the shores of the giant nation I could feel the anguish and pain
And I could relate to the matter because of our own matter
Sometimes I wonder why people just take life in a slaughter
Some call it religion!so this is the kind of god you serve
Others call it politics?which nation wants to be led by gunshots that add to the grave
Freedom fight?taking away the freedom of others;is that what we mean?
May the God of heaven console the families of the faithful departed
Keep strong the broken-hearted
Fight for the innocent and just
Help father!for I know you are merciful,kind and gracious
Oh church!the bride of the bridegroom
We are the sweeping broom
Let us not only teach on how to make the heavenly room
Or even to fill the earthly room
But teach to take our places as intercessors,salts and lights
Souls have been lost to twin eternities
Two roads have been opened to those that left earth cities
For those of us that remain
Make your choice on where you want to spend it
-phlegvinyl
And the shouts of excitement are drowned by gunshots
And the mall turns into a place for the exchange of life and death
And the race of survival becomes a thing more than breath
The message filtered into the atmosphere through media spheres
From the shores of the giant nation I could feel the anguish and pain
And I could relate to the matter because of our own matter
Sometimes I wonder why people just take life in a slaughter
Some call it religion!so this is the kind of god you serve
Others call it politics?which nation wants to be led by gunshots that add to the grave
Freedom fight?taking away the freedom of others;is that what we mean?
May the God of heaven console the families of the faithful departed
Keep strong the broken-hearted
Fight for the innocent and just
Help father!for I know you are merciful,kind and gracious
Oh church!the bride of the bridegroom
We are the sweeping broom
Let us not only teach on how to make the heavenly room
Or even to fill the earthly room
But teach to take our places as intercessors,salts and lights
Souls have been lost to twin eternities
Two roads have been opened to those that left earth cities
For those of us that remain
Make your choice on where you want to spend it
-phlegvinyl
Condolences to the families of the faithful departed and may the lord grant them the strength to move on. I encourage others to be steadfast and continue to live well by grace. The church should begin to take responsibility for her flocks in prayers, in intercession, and rightly teaching them scriptures... not hiding behind walls and shouting that its the period of endtime. If these are manifestations of the endtime,what is the church doing? God bless kenya,God bless Nigeria,God bless Africa
