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Àìkú, Àìṣá, Àìdibàjẹ́ - Praise Poem.

*That moment after your trial,* *As I beheld you on Calvary's tree,* *I couldn't but think of why you deserve such a burial,* *I wished a miracle could happen, at least, to set you free,* *After all, you are a miracle and even a miracle worker.* *But who dared stop the work of The Majesty,* *Who was set to deliver humanity,* *And on day three,* *When I heard the news of Your victory,* *My lips exploded in the shouts of Glory.* *I knew you'd rise,* *I knew it because you said it* *My mouth proclaimed the story,* *And even till now, I proclaim!* *You died to shut death's door* *And rose to give life,* *Though I die, yet I live* *Because you are Ọba Àìkú (the only One who lives and never dies)* *You fadeth not away,* *You are the salvation that has come to stay.* *Agege bread gets stale* *But the bread of life.... Forever fresh,* *Full of sweetness, full of flavour,* *Encompassing grace and favour.* *Indestructible, you break not tables but protocols,* *You break yokes, demonic entanglements,* *Chains, generational curses, and its effects,* *But You.. forever alive, immortal,* *I have this strong faith that, in You,* *I can never experience destruction.* *I have strong faith, I believe,* *I believe that You are immortal,* *Non-tarnishable, and indestructible.* *Aiku - never dying, Àìṣá - never out of fashion àti (and) Àìdibàjẹ́ - never rotten* *Because I believe You and I have You,* *Mi ò kú, Mi ò ṣá, Mi ò le bàjẹ́! - I can't die, I can't fade off and I can't be rotten - a proclamation for the life after death in eternity.*

Thank you for your time. My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease. Still me, My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer. Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today; doctor's order.