We carried our burdens to your men on duty,
With high hopes of being unburdened.
We sung our hearts out in worship,
And outstretched our voice boxes in praises.
We clapped our feeble hands
Like drunkards in wonderland.
We jumped and rolled,
Danced and danced from our heart of hearts,
Fasting and praying in sky-high expectancy,
Like tilapia in labour.
We walked in with our bleeding hearts
And expected to walk out with dimples on our cheeks.
Yet, we got in and returned with puzzles and mazes on
our faces.
Countless nagging questions have plagued our minds of
late.
Are we really in your church,
Or are we at a hip hop concert?
We can hardly finger out any difference.
Are we in your house
Or are we at an auction ceremony?
Because it appears the highest bidders
Get the best
prayers and spiritual direction from your men on duty.
Sermons of repentance and salvation are now silent.
Instead of teaching steps to Your kingdom,
All we’re being thought are ’10 steps to prosperity’,
‘9 ways to identify witches’,
And ‘8 declarations to destroy our enemies completely’.
The poor and aged hardly get into close contact with your
men on duty.
Your men are now fashionable celebrities,
With oily jerry curl hairstyles and customized range
rovers and jaguars cars.
Those who once upon a time were as dark as Kunta Kinte when You called them,
Have gradually become as bright as Michael Jackson at 50.
Those who once upon a time were as dark as Kunta Kinte when You called them,
Have gradually become as bright as Michael Jackson at 50.
Your 12 disciples drew believers closer to you,
Yet your men on duty in the 21st century have muscular bodyguards
Who even scare the Holy Spirit out of your congregants.
Your church should have been our home
Whenever we felt homeless and needed someone to talk to.
It should have been a place of solace
When our weary spirits could no longer carry on.
Instead, we’re being overwhelmed with fees and charges,
From consultation
fees,deliverance fees to emergency prayer fees.
Dear Jesus,
We came to seek You in Your church,
But, Your men on duty have made us aware,
food for thought
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