THE CHURCH IS MARCHING ON

The church is marching on the gates of hell will not prevail all week long we tell lies to make huge gain and bear false witness against neighbours Still, on Sundays we gather at church with red lips and flamboyant outfits to bind our enemies meaning we believe in God...

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IMPAIRMENT

Understand the perpetual anti-graft preachers?Preaching publicly against the fee fraudstersSounding like they live the life of the heavenlyBut in hiding they loot a nation’s treasury Around the cross, the pulpit and the pew comprehendBetwixt the crescent and the star, the Imam cannot pretendAcross strata of our entity the message we...

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PREDATOR

She is smiling at me while the pastor prays. Her almond eyes stalk me like a wild feline Tracking a prey. Each time I do my eyes raise She is smiling at me, while the pastor prays! I’m lost in lust. Will I survive these forays? Ah, Temptation offers a...

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CRACKED CAMPANILE

 Ring out wild bells, And sound your furious clanging! That is the reason you are in the tower hanging! Once you sounded to call the people to prayer, And at your summons all were gathered there, Your peals heralded the start of married life, Quiet knells marked the end of...

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I KNOW THE MAN OR SO I THOUGHT

I know the man so pure and gentle With meekness that commands respect. Or so I thought… He preaches so fervently He commands demons and they flee Or so I thought… He pronounces and prophesies He decrees and declares. Or so I thought… He throws his handkerchief To the spiritually...

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EYE IN THE CONGREGATION

Peeping through this crack at the congregation My eyes see great evil, in the pews and the pulpit, Why hypocrisy when you preach to nations? Truth remains untold while fiction you spit See our revered deacon; in secret courtship, He kisses bottle of gin before service Yet he lifts Holy...

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WANDERING THOUGHTS

The preacher’s words are spewing out, Beckoning at my heart’s ear for a listen But my roaming ears listen not! Even though they try, they just can’t. They have been betrayed by my thoughts, My wandering thoughts! Heavenly words are from the pulpit gushing. Like blood from a fresh wound,...

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