A man called God

Poem:A man called God
Poet:Obazie Sunday

His ways seems blameless
And his root seems traceless
A man of his word
That pricks the heart of men with a Mighty sword
He is a man called God

‎His eyes shines like fireballs
Elegantly dressed and raising applause
He is said to never be in need
Unlike man who fears to do great deeds
He is a man called God

We know him,yet we cant find  him.
We seek him,yet we cant see him.
He watches us,yet no one watches him.
He never complains,yet we forsake him.
He is a man called God

Perfection lies in him,
Credibility lies within him.
Persians bows before him,
And even lucifer hails Him.
He is a man called God

Accountable to no man,
Yet he kills faster than a bowman .
He fathers all,
And simultaneously masters all.
A man called God

Omniscient in his dealings,
Unbiased in his feelings.
Rational in his healings,
The one who supersedes bosses in the dailies.
A man called God

The one who knows the past,and so sure of the future.
The one whose Hands are left with nail  punctures.
Died,while saving human from rapture.
 He is A man called God

Significant,and awesomely magnificent.
Gracious in his ways,
Mighty in our days.
He never forsake, the repentant gays.
He is a man called God

He is called the Alpha,and the Omega.
Great one and a mega.
He ain't man,that gets addicted to sega.
The mighty one, that created the distinct tega.
He is a man called God

Myths says, he hold the pillar of the earth.
The only man, that defeated death.
Handsome than the river goddess,
And richer than the self acclaimed moguls
He is a man called God