REST IN POWER, KING T’CHALLA

The beauty of Wakanda

Is slain upon his prime

How are the mighty

Fallen in the midst of the pandemic

And the weapon of vibranium perished

I am distressed for you, Chadwick

Your inspiration for us was transcendent

Surpassing the motivation of superheroes

The cold hand of death

Has rested upon the King

Who brought hope to the oppressed

And restored self-confidence to the bullied

Oh death! Where is your sting

Oh cancer! Where is your power

You wrestled with the one

Who brought pride to melanin

Now he’s gone like

An athlete dying young

Resting like other heroes

Who sought to bring dignity to humanity

But even more glorious

He is resting in the bosom of his creator

Haven fulfilled the purpose

For his existence

I am happy for you, Chadwick

For your soul finally escapes

The misery and bad business

That take place on this earth

You will no longer wake

To hear that beloved brother / cousin

Has been wasted

By those meant to protect them.

Its with tears in our eyes

Great sorrows in our hearts

And empty big shoe to fill

That we celebrate your life- well spent

And triumphant exit from the burden of this world

To the beautiful mansion of the Father

Till we meet again,

Rest in power

King T’Challa🙅‍♂️

Dr. Boseman Chadwick

Wake Up

We are trying to imitate

These models playing some roles

Taking them for role models

And modelling our lives after scripted actions

Instead of looking into the Scriptures

Where our lives were perfectly scripted

By the creator

Now we are living like the acting world

Instead of acting on the living Word

Going to TV models are our directory

And ignoring the Holy Spirit, our director

Let’s awake from our slumbering

The Lord is at hand.

Peace Be Still

Though my night seem long

Yet will I rest in the creative work of God

The finished work on the Cross

Is the reason for my hope

For I know that soon; yes, very soon

This raging tempest will calm

And peace will be restored to mankind

Then will the sun smile on us again

But this time, even brighter and lovelier

So I say to my soul

Peace be still

For the Lord is on the throne

This is not a scripted game

And no one can dethrone Him

So again I say to my soul

Peace be still!

And rejoice in the finished work of Christ.

Peace Be Still
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