Christian Poetry: Stolen Waters

Christian Poetry: Stolen Waters by Nelson Vincent Ayomitunde

When we bathe with fuel
And dance round stoked fires
Only ashes will tell
Of the quagmire
When we drink stolen waters
The curse we incur
Can’t be erased by a thousand cleaners
But by anything pure
When put in hot oil
Our hands tell terrible tales
From Adam’s Eve to present toil
And the burn in hot flakes
Let us bath in clean waters
Let us drink of clean waters
Let us wash in clean waters
For out of our bellies they flow...


This poem was inspired by Proverbs 9:17-18 which aptly reads that Stolen water is sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. But he does not know that the dead are there, that her guests are in the depths of Sheol."

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