Lagos, NG — Nigerian Inspirational Spoken word Artiste, Dachief Umoh has a Christmas Gift for you. He calls it The Christmas Story. This is a Spoken Word Piece which expresses the true essence of Christmas and yes Dachief gave this a great shot.
THE CHRISTMAS STORY – Dachief Umoh
This is the story of Christmas
It is Christ mass so let’s move en mass
In worship of the creator of the whole world whose love defies the principle of litmus
So from Saturn with no pattern, to every planet, brothers, sisters
Let’s raise the praise to Him who wants but does not need any assistance
When a story line begin with a flashback
There is this funny feeling that you have a full knowledge of the content of the pack
And then the guessing game begins, trying to save ourselves from the shock that the unexpected brings, we shock ourselves beyond what our minds could ever think.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Christmas
Ever asked why everybody celebrate Christmas
Ever imagined why walls that divide us have no stone upon another during Christmas
Did you know that where you see hydrogen and oxygen, soon you will hear Christmas?
So don’t be shocked when CNN will report the celebration of Christmas in Mars
Wrapping of gifts, keeping homes clean, the trees, the flowers we tend for hours
Looking to government, the sun or gen for power
Our mind wants to take a shower and our joy longs for the top of the towers
This is the story of a King who didn’t have to buy gifts to present but wrapped himself in a high budget apartment with very cheap rent
He was rich, famous, full of glory, honour and dignity
It wouldn’t be wrong if you call Him a celebrity
He was poor, unimportant, immaterial and so insignificant
But let me say he was not born with all the in and un cants
Going back to where it all began
He used to be a prince in his Father’s house
His Father being a king you are very sure nothing would be lacking in the house
He was sure of having everything wonderful, from blouse to spouse, even the cows in the house will leave you with no words except words on words WOW.
Everything went on smoothly until that one day he will always remember
Not because it brings joy but because he still wishes Daddy never flared His temper
Now he is living with disjointed members.
The maids in the palace were nice and caring people… they had smiles always in their pockets and are always willing to give out without thinking
Why should they think when it cost them nothing to get
Food was never a problem but Daddy always preached about the dangers of taking food from strangers
Little Prince was free to play around the palace like it was nobody’s business
Everybody and animals of the palace loved and respected him because he was handsome and full of authority as though he was a king.
Of course he was a king in his own right.
Strolling around the palace, looking at and admiring everything like they can never hurt
Hugging and talking to the animals that had rooms in the castle of his heart
The art was beautiful until he met and had a conversation with Mr Lucy
Former Chief of Staff to the King with salaries and entitlements so juicy
With just one fruity bite beauty bid him good night leaving him in a Jacuzzi of black lights
Opening his eyes to the ugliness of the once beautiful sight
Relationship, once beautiful now ugly and he is cast out of the palace
The king couldn’t stand because at this point His temper had lost balance
Leaving him to wander in the wonderland like Alice
Wasn’t a common practice, but Mr. Callous gave him a lift to change of Status
Empty Palace without the Prince, he is out on the street trying to take care of business
Oh! Juvenile delinquency, blindfolded and unable to see through Daddy’s seeming stiffness
Time has gone by and Baby boy daddy misses you so bad,
Can’t you see that none of the maids have what it takes to make Him glad
I see you searching for beauty in the arts and history in your infinix hot pad
Neither infinix nor the maids could make the family glad
The king knew that search was futility even unto infinity
So He ignored the abilities that lie in His super masculinity
He left the city wrapped in something the prince could relate to, even at his level of deficiency
The family needs this symphony again or aren’t you tired of leading different choir to sing the only part that has held you in captivity.
Daddy needs you back because the music is sweeter when it’s done in harmony
Daddy needs you to come back and grow up into sonship
But you can’t take His throne because He will never stop breathing
Bruce yourself like Catilyn’s gender to fit into His agenda of making you His queen
So that you can rule and reign with Him
As we tend the trees and keep our homes clean and green
As we display and devour local, national and continental cuisines
As we visit the big screen just to have fun enjoying every scene
As we wrap gifts and receive gifts from Mr Santa
Let’s not forget to remember that the King is still out there on the street with arms open to receive every prince that left the palace in joy or sadness.
In case you didn’t know, He is out there with Love, Kindness and no violence
His heart is heavy; He knows your address but can’t see you in the dark so come out of the darkness.
Stop the malice; follow Him back to the palace where all the fun experienced by no planet can be a daily practise
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year in Advance.
