Taken
He was a drunk
The type that seemed predestined for early death
Once he gets into a bottle, the drink begins to cry
But he doesn't hear nothing
Cup by cup, bottle by bottle
Gin, beer, whiskey, wine, local stuff
The drink must kill him every night
He doesn't stop till he's dead
Once he drank so much
He wanted to pee
He walked to the bar
Peed on people in the bar
Then he proceeded into the latrine
And slept in a pool of urine
It was his greatest undoing
The curse of the bottle
Friends and family members cautioned him
His father disowned him
He persisted
He met her on one of such days
Drunk beyond this realm
As he staggered along slurring his words
She saw him
Everybody was disgusted
People laughed and shook their head
She saw him fall into a puddle
She rushed towards him
Cradled his head on her laps
Nursing him back to life
She took him home that day
His parents and siblings said thank you
"This is the affliction we are battling with" his mother said with tearful eyes
The next day she was back
He didn't know who she was
She told him hoe she found him
She: "I KNOW SOMEONE WHO CAN HELP"
He laughed
"Do you think I don't want to stop?
I just can't" he lamented
She: Stop trying, just believe
She told him about Jesus, and the supernatural power that breaks every yoke
He believed
She: Will you accept Jesus?
He: My parents are Christians, I am a Christian
She: Meet My Jesus!
He accepted Jesus
Followed her to church
So mightily grew the word, it prevailed over his addiction
His life turned around
He got a job
He proposed
She married him
His family rejoiced
Her family danced
The marriage was blessed
Six years, two children later
Her car got faulty
She had an appointment
She boarded a bus
Right on the express
Fifteen minutes from home
There was a hold up
She perceived petrol
"I CAN SMELL FUEL" She screamed
It came like a vengeance
The fire!
Commotion everywhere
She ran
She got to a distance
Looked back,
Fire everywhere
She fainted
She was taken to the hospital
He was called
He ran into the burns unit
Saw his wife
Life hanging by a thread
Body covered with burns
He prayed
He cried
She came to life
They talked
"You gave me a future, rescued me from destruction, It is my turn to do the same"
"No baby, Jesus gave you life
Jesus gave you a brand new destiny, you are the crowning glory of my sojourn on earth. I love you"
She slept
NO!
Doctors rushed in, did all they could,
She was gone
Riding into glory, upon the gale of the wind
He sat there, Shell Shocked
The end
Dedicated to a dear friend and Sister and all the victims of the Otedola Bridge Disaster.
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