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God is not here!!!

God is not here

No amount of prayer can bring him here

God cannot reside in hell

He cannot exist in hell

As long as we continue to make our country a living hell

With corruption, rape, poverty, violence, wickedness, patriarchy, religion!

God cannot be here

He doesn’t understand your type of religion

He is too big to understand small

He is too wise to comprehend foolish

He is too good to know bad

He cannot fathom why you won’t go to a hospital and receive blood through a scientific system he gave for you to heal and be better

Yet in his name you prefer to reject blood and die all for religion

He is baffled

He is shocked at your treatment of the woman and girl child he took time and creativity to mould in his image and likeness

He wonders at your stupidity, calling trousers, wigs, make-up, jewelries and other beautiful artificial ornaments sinful...

Whereas his streets and mansions are made of gold and diamonds

He is disgusted at you worshipping and swallowing the trash a fellow man or woman like you spits on the altar, all on the name of his son Jesus

You are raped in Jesus name and keep quiet

You are scammed in Jesus name and keep quiet

You are abused in Jesus name and keep quiet

You will die in Jesus name too and Jesus will keep quiet

Because he cannot can you!

God cannot can man

God is not here

No amount of prayer can bring him here

God is in Europe and America

Even when they banned religion from their schools, he stayed there

Even when they banned loud preaching and public evangelism, he stayed there

Because they still made their country into a paradise

They made their continents clean, fresh, beautiful, safe and developed

So he stayed in paradise on earth because God can only live in heaven

Wherever heaven is, God is!

He cannot dwell in hell

Don’t make hell and Pray for God to come, he won’t

As long as Nigeria remains a living hell, we can never have a living God here

Only a dead dog!

Pick your heaven today and God will come

Until then

God is not here

No amount of prayer can bring him to hell

Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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