Are We Weaklings?

#Apologetics on Why we left.

Are they Beautiful than we?
Certainly not, We fair better
When we speak of their handsome men, ours is beyond skin deep
But we left.

We used to be friends, we had parties then
During the days when that loud mouth girl
Hit our skinny friend Jane with a bluemoon bottle
For stealing her man.

The sobs of Sophie are still clear in us
When she cried alone in pregnancy
Accused of being a player
And the man moved in with her best friend

We had our sad times, like when we buried our two friends
One who died of Aids and the other drove drunk
Prostitutes flocked the home of the former, claiming to be part of the will
And when we went to report death of the latter, the wife showed us divorce papers
We thought they were lovebirds!

We remember that Friday night
When nearly everyone got drunk
Jack took advantage of the drunk college girl
And we bribed the police to release the arrested friends

We still feel amused, on that day
When Peter borrowed some money and rented a car
To please a girl who never showed up
Who after being sent double the fare, (she)still demanded for more

A month later we went for swimming and Emma left us with her phone
We received the phone call
Just to hear a woman crying, leave my husband free
My children are hungry

Remembering the Christmas Eve, when we screamed the loudest in that club
Not caring that the naked stripper
Was struggling to feed her two kids
Running from a broken marriage

It was that night, we haven't forgotten
When we heard of tight police patrol
And we strolled back home from the bar cursing
Along the road with a screaming Church

Having nothing to, we decided to enter the place
To bench in the Church, until morning
Little did we know, we were meeting the Lion of Judah
In our drunk breadth.

Something snapped in us, from the sight of worshipers
'WE DON'T HAVE THAT,' Our inside screamed
We admired their freedom and marveled at their peace
We longed to have the joy they worshiped with

We asked within, who we have been singing to over the years?
And the object of worship was just ourselves
It is true that TGIF was just about us
And we loved to show our lovers, how we knew dancing

We started attending every Friday
And within no time we pledged
To keep our promises, to those who depended on us
And never to betray our own and to be content

The friend who suffered from chronic masturbation
Healed,
And pornography that had ruined his marriage, did not make any more sense
He burned the CDs, shift + del.

We wondered why Nancy gave away
The bikinis type of cloth that felt hot
Why Jack stopped drinking and shaved the dreadlocks
Even though the worship team never said so.

It is true we all started as social drinkers
But none of us who started drinking
And then their life problems faded
In fact, they worsened

Are we weaklings that we left?
Did we become lesser that we started keeping our promises?
Did we lose our manhood,
When we started listening to our girlfriends genuine cautions?

We left for a purpose
That our inside craved to be filled
It still hurts to remember the single mothers
That were made out of our joint
And the marriages we helped break

Do you think we are weaklings that we forgive easily?
Just because we keep our word?
Or from the fact, we would rather go to jail than give bribe?
Is it because we ignore the advances of a beautiful woman to keep our marriage vows?

As we seemingly became weak outside
Our inside became strengthened
To forgive and love selflessly, and to count others better than we
It may be weakness to you,
But to us, it is becoming human

*Not real names