Christen Kuikoua

March 01, 2007 - Yaounde
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A CRY AGAINST INDECENCY

Oh, indecency what ruin you have sown!
Once, this world trembled before the Almighty,
once, men and women clothed themselves in honor,
but now, nakedness is the new beauty,
Extravagant is their new god
and shame parades without restraint.

A battle rages man against woman, woman against man,
not for righteousness, not for truth,
but for dominance in a game already lost to sin.

The music of our downfall hums in the streets,
where demons hum the chorus of our very destruction.
perversion is called “art,” and holiness is mocked.

You came in a mask, deceit wrapped in silk and gold
they call it fashion, God calls it abomination.

In the name of music, we pervert our minds with worldly tunes
In the name of trends, we strip our souls bare.
Skirts, keep getting shorter,Wigs, Strings that barely cling,
breasts laid out as decorations, lashes
pants hanging low, ripped jeans, baggy clothes
Is it beauty, or is it bondage?
For God calls it abomination

How have we become so blind?
Women, have you not heard?
"Do not be a stumbling block to your brother."
Yet you unveil yourselves to tempt,
to draw eyes, to incite lust
but he who looks and desires U,
has already sinned with you.

Women, you crown yourselves in gold,
adorning your necks, your ears, nose, your fingers,
as though Jezebel were your queen.
As though darkness and light have fellowship.
Jewelry, makeup, the painting of the flesh—
do you not know? The Lord is your Maker!
Yet you say, Let me alter His design,
let me please the eyes of men instead.

And Men, have you no honor?
Sagging your dignity below your knees,
You walk shirtless, muscles exposed,
as though your body were an idol to be worshipped.
lost in a cycle of rebellion mistaken for freedom.

For pride sake, you strip yourselves,
turning your flesh into a snare.
Cover yourselves, for God is watching!

In the name of fashion, nudity is praised.
Girls, stripping bare, selling their bodies to the gaze,
men devouring them with eyes that burn—
but tell me, when did shame become confidence?
When did modesty become outdated?

"He who looks at a woman with lust
has already committed adultery in his heart."
Yet we dress to tempt, and call it empowerment.
sin is called normal, and purity is called foolish.

In the name of celebrities, we mimic demons.
Demonic styles, painted faces, occult symbols—
we tattoo our flesh with curses,
We worship the things that will soon perish.
We alter our bodies and question God,
"Why did You make me this way?"
Oh, the audacity! Oh, the rebellion!

Even I, I confess
was caught in the chains of vanity,
worshiping the gold around my neck,
not knowing I was binding my own destiny.

In the name of music, we defile ourselves.
In the name of quick money, pornography thrives.
In the name of entertainment, holiness is mocked.
And now, the church that once preached righteousness
has become like the world it was commanded to save.

Repent! Repent! Repent before it is too late!
Before the fire consumes, before the judgment falls!
Oh sisters, oh mothers, oh brothers and fathers return!
Before the gates are shut, before mercy fades,
before the truth you called a legend becomes the fire licking at your heels.

REPENT!
For this is no myth—this is truth!
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