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THANK YOU, CHURCH by Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

I was hungry
and you formed a committee
and you discussed my hunger
and you paid yourselves
to talk about my hunger.
Thank you.

I was imprisoned
and you crept off quietly
to your churches and piously
pray for my release.
Thank you.

I was naked
and in your gatherings
you debated the morality of my appearance.
You condemned my dressing
But I actually had no change of raiment.
Thank you.

I was sick
and you got on your knees
singing from lying lips
praising God for your health.
Thank you.

I was homeless
and you preached to me
of paradise in heaven
and the canopy of God
But never cared to shield me
From biting cold
And burning heat.
Thank you.

I was lonely
and you left me alone to pray for me.
Thank you.

You seem so holy
So spirit filled
But you left me hungry
And lonely
And cold
And naked
And sad.
Thank you.

Where’s the love of God in your hearts?
What has your prayers done?
Where have your good works gone?
What heavenly good there is
to recite the Lord’s Prayer
From dawn to dusk
When the rest of the world
is crying for help?

For allowing a soul
Go down Sheol
Thank you, Church

Author: Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

I believe words have the power to change people’s lives. I also believe they have the potential to rip apart our mindsets and be the foundation for something new to be built on. It is vital to our humanity that we share our souls, especially in the form of words.

That’s why I write. To share my message and my art in lines, verses, stories and rants.

I’m a passionate writer. I write stuff about things and things about stuff and hope my words heal, lift and encourage.

My poems won the Pengician of the Year Award and in 2016 and Chrysolite Writers Poet of the Year Award. I have authored an anthology and non-fiction books.

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