*Fake Pastors*
That mouth that has mastered the best lies
Will speak as an oracle of God next sunday
They will listen and jump
Hallelujah! bless you brothers!
Those hands that fondle the bosom of party sluts
Will anoint the virgin ladies next sunday
They will fall and be filled with the spirits
Amen? Bless you sisters
Let black be the colour of the night
And another the colour of the day
O priest of all holy grounds
O god of all dark places
Prodigal pastors of prophetic prostitutes
I salute your solemn conspiracy
How do you do this?
Deceiving men, daring God
Woe to the devil on Sunday
Worship to the demons on Friday
Even in your hidden match of death
You still dance to the open beckons of life
How do you do this?
© Olatuja Oloyede
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