MOnoLogUE: The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

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The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

(A Monologue on False Christianity and the Judgment That Begins in God’s House)

In this monologue,

#Oldman lifts his voice again

and argues that the real apocalypse

MAY not be God’s judgment on the world…

BUT God’s judgment

on false Christianity.

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The Real Apocalypse: Judgment on False Christianity

On this particular day, the Old Man had been brooding since the journey from Tinubu Square to Oshodi began.
The Molue was restless; he was not.

Then he suddenly cleared his throat.
Silence rolled through the bus.

“Let me tell you about the Four Horsemen…” he said, lifting his eyes.
But then he paused.

“Before we begin,” he whispered softly,
“Can we say the Grace?”

May the love of God,
The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ,
And the fellowship of the Holy Spirit,
Be with us now and always. Amen.

I met this Molue fellowship saying the Grace in this unique way, and I loved it.

“The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" he announced loudly, "Who here knows what they represent?”

No one answered.

“Thank you for your honesty,” he said. “They spend so much time lulling you to sleep with false teachings — especially the prosperity gospel.”

Everyone hissed.

The Old Man had taught this little Molue congregation to loathe the prosperity gospel, 

to treat it with absolute scorn. "They give motivational speeches disguised as sermons" he loved to lament, "Leaving Christ's little one ignorant of Scripture and thus ignorant of God.

“Here’s what the Four Horsemen really represent,” he said.

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The First Horseman - DECEPTION

“White horse. Bow without arrows. Fake holiness.”

“The first horseman rides a white horse — the colour of purity and holiness,” the Old Man began.

Then he laughed and slipped briefly into pidgin:

“That one na deception. False holiness. False Christianity.”

“Read how the Bible describes him:
He carries a bow without arrows — a church without Christ.”

He leaned forward.

“Deception always rides first.
Before any society collapses, truth collapses.”

People become hungry not for truth, but for prophecy.
They want someone — anyone — to tell them tomorrow will make sense.

“So they run after apocalyptic pastors, last-days apostles, end-time visionaries.
They want predictions, not discipleship.
They want signs, not character.
And counterfeit prophets grow fat in the marketplace of fear.”

He paused.

“A church without Christ becomes false Christianity.
False Christianity collapses truth.
The collapse of truth collapses society.
And the collapse of society sends men, women, and children scrambling for stability.
And in their panic, they run straight into the hands of false teachers.”

“The First Horseman,” he concluded,
“represents deception.”

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The Second Horseman - WAR

“Red horse. The removal of peace.”

Seeing that no one spoke, he smiled. “Good.”

He continued.

“The second horseman rides a red horse. Red — the colour of anger and blood.”

“What does he do? He removes peace from the earth.
To make nations war against nations.
Tribes against tribes.
Families against families.”

By now, the Molue heat was unbearable. We were stuck in traffic.
The Old Man wiped his face with a white towel — the kind he insisted we carry instead of handkerchiefs.

“Where truth dies,” he said,
“peace dies.”

The first horseman kills truth.
The second kills peace.

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The Third Horseman - ECONOMIC COLLAPSE

“Black horse. Scales weighing food.”

“What about the third horseman?” he asked.

“He comes riding a black horse, quietly… dangerously… carrying scales.
Not scales to weigh good and evil,
but to weigh food.”

He suddenly shouted:

“Did you hear me? He comes with scales to measure food!”

He represents rationing, inflation, scarcity, poverty, economic recession.

“Scarcity of tomato. Of garri. Of everything the poor need to live.”

The third horseman is the child of the first two:
Falsehood → Violence → Economic breakdown.

“Imagine if we confronted the deception of the first horseman.
There would be no second horseman.
And no third.”

He sighed.

“For want of a shoe, a horse was lost…
a rider was lost…
a battle was lost…
a war was lost…
a kingdom was lost.”

He tapped his forehead.

“Same for the loss of truth.”

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The Fourth Horseman - DEATH

“Pale horse. Decay. The collapse of good order.”

“And so,” he continued,
“we come to the fourth horseman — the pale horse, the sickly green of decay.
And his rider is Death.”

“What else could he represent?

Death by sword.
Death by hunger.
Death by plague.
Death by the collapse of good order.”

He repeated it:

“Death by the collapse of good order.”
Again:
“Death by the collapse of good order.”

“When nations redraw borders by force…
When the defenseless are attacked precisely because they are weak…
When salt loses its taste and is trampled underfoot by swine and unclean beasts…”

He swallowed hard.

“When a people embrace lies…
When wickedness becomes normal…
When pastors become idols…
When politics becomes religion…

Death does not come as visitor.

It comes as landlord.”

He tapped the side of the Molue.

“The horsemen do not begin with war.
They begin with deception.
Fake Christianity.
Fake holiness.
Fake prophets.
Fake righteousness.”

“Once a lie enters the Church,” he whispered,
“the world outside is already finished.”

The passengers were silent.
Even the noise from Oshodi traffic seemed to soften.

Then he smiled.

“But take heart,” he said.
“The Lamb opened the seals.
Which means the Lamb is still in control.”

“In like manner, the Lamb can close the seals.”

And just like that, the Molue continued its rattling journey — carrying Lagos,
carrying the faithful, carrying the truth no horseman can conquer.

Don Kenobi

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