When last did you smoke a joint?
I'm not talking of the rolls of marijuana or cigars
Or the Benson & Hedges that put us on edge
Darkens our lungs and before long we're gone
All black everything in the funeral of another carefree novice
Gone without a moment's notice
Know this, that I
I'm talking of The H.S.

When last did you get drunk?
I'm not talking of the red wine or the bottles of Star
that stops you from shining
Or the Magic Moments of unmagical moments when you're robbed blindly
Or the Orijin of unoriginal sins
Or the White & Mackays or Andres that lead you astray
I'm not talking of the burning liquor
that feels like the flickering flames of hell as it goes down your throat
Please note
That I, I'm talking of The H.S.

You know the problem with the church today?
It's that the youths spend too much time being sober,
Instead of being hungover.
Instead of being intoxicated by the Word of God;
Staggering under the weight of the anointing,
Speaking in tongues,
Driving lives under the influence of The Holy Spirit.

We go about with our eyes wide shut.
Seeing things that are not there.
Praying to things that cannot hear.
Putting the stories of our hearts in the hands of fate,
Instead of submitting it to The Author and The Finisher of our faith.

It almost feels like a Zombie Apocalypse,
when I see young people who are spiritually dead.

If only we smoked often;
We'll be healed of our glaucoma 'cause we're spiritually blind.
We say we are the head and not the tail, yet we fail,
Still sitting in ignorance till we're now - behind.

If only we got drunk often and bottled our worries in prayers
We will not worship at the altar of immorality and expect mortal men to save us.

You know what God told me?
He said, "Your make up isn't the colours that you put on your face
but what I predestined you to be."
Can't you see?
Best believe that your foundation isn't the sticks,
the liquids or the creams but our God.
And though we might try to conceal our sins,
we forget that The Revealer of all Things is our Lord.

So I wonder;
why I hunger for drop dead gorgeous men and ignore the Giver of Life.
Sinner that I am,
Why do I chase after men that make me weak in the knee,
when I can find strength on my knees?

So I sin.
Every time, I do as I please.
And in doing as I please, I forfeit peace.
In my defence,
"How do I know what the truth is when I base my life on movies?"

Oh and by the way, I perfected the art of being a damsel in distress.
But I get distressed,
When my knight in shining armour sees me as a damsel not worth the stress,
I get depressed.

He loves me, he loves me not.
I'm pulling on flower petals wondering if I'm special,
when its clearly written in The word that nothing can separate us from The Love of God.

My knight in shining armour called me fat so I started dieting.
I stopped eating bread.
I stopped eating The bread of Life.
In order to look good, I started taking supplements
instead of my daily nourishment in order to get his compliments.
I fed on his bread of lies.
I forgot I heard someone say.
He talked about Jesus and the fashion of today.
He said, "Jesus took lashes for your lashes. He said,"Jesus took nails for your nails."
So if only I smoked often I would know I was made in the image and perfection of The Creator, formed to do the Master's bidding.

When last did you smoke a joint?
When last did you get so high,
you reached a realm when you touched the hem of the robes of The Most High?
When was the last time you called on the name of your God with confidence? You said, "Jah!", without having dreadlocks and a head-warmer?

When?

Some of us can't even pray for ourselves.
We'd wake up at midnights in our PJs and call the pastor and say,
"Please pray" and then he says, "Take" and you say, "I receive" but if you understood His Grace,
you would know it is more blessed to give than to receive.

When last did you smoke a joint?
When last did you puff, puff, pass to another sinner in evangelism?
The promises of the Kingdom carefully rolled in our rizla of brotherly love;
Let me tell you.
We were given lips to kiss the 'claro' of God's Word through faith,
But wait.
If the Bible says, "Out of our bellies shall flow rivers of living water",
why do we get intoxicated on earthly spirits and vomit curses and hate?

This is the message from the Ministry of Divine Health.
Smokers of the Holy spirit are liable to live, and not die.

So when last did you smoke a joint?