WHAT DO YOU SEE?

A reflection in the mirror
Is it the world or Christ I see
I was born of Christ but a photocopy of the world
Wanting to satisfy pleasure I drew a timetable
And scheduled righteousness for the Sabbath day
 
I washed my sins with a bucket of water
on a Sunday morning
And hurried off to lead worship in the temple
 The temple i defined not by His word but by Oxford dictionary

So offering myself as a sacrifice, holy and pleasing to Him
A battle I fought like a pendulum bulb
Going back and forth in my faith
There were times I questioned my faith
Spiritual suicide was a threat

You know, I felt the pain he felt
So I thought, I cant hurt him any longer
My accomplice filled my head with guilt
So I give up and totally surrender
While the church slept in confusion

Blended holy and unholy
Added a flavor of church activities
And served best chilled
I became cold


Anytime the fire of God got me thirsty
He showed up again
Offering me a glass of fornication
So I took a sip and paused for a moment,
'mmmm delicious!' I thought.
And took another sip, everyone else at the party was gulping
So I took another sip till i got drank.

 It strangled me till I was gasping for breath
And you just sat there perfecting the art of doing nothing
I changed my pad severally but stained all the same.

The sarcasm when I sent him a 'lol' with a stern look backstage
When confused i sing
'If  I live, I live for you, should i die i die for you'
Simultaneously singing John Legend,
'And  I will  give you all of me'

Who are we trying to confuse?
Leaving both of them to fight over my heart
Survival of the fittest

But you know, I was unfair
Because the whole world was watching
Not wanting to be hooted,
I gave my saviour a red card

So I had the majority on my side
and all the fans I needed
Moreover it was Him against my desires
So I let him go all thesame for that dude

That dude who had a sweet lying tongue
Posing himself as though he had the best solutions for me
When all he ever did was steal
He stole everything, till I became a church mouse
And his slave, couldnt stop myself anylonger

In my minds eye
I slow motioned every movement
Never putting my righteousness on check

Because the cosmetic church got my sense of fashion on check
I paid my offering with a cheque
Trying to bribe my way through heaven.

But that night I stood before the mirror again
Now that you see yourself ,
What do you see?
Now that you've seen the hips, the pretty face, the charming smile,
The six packs, the enticing wink, the hairy chest.
I just want to ask you
Now that you see me, do you see God?