Mister Preacher Man
“Preacher man, don’t tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don’t know
What life is really worth.
It’s not all that glitters is gold;
‘Alf the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights. come on! ” – Bob Marley
How many more sermons can you deliver?
Knowing that your angle isn’t as righteous as your deliver
Re- approach, convene, think, apply and reset this ministering you just submitted,
Times pending trials of your “closed-door” masquerading in hopes and prayers you get acquitted.
Remitted and refitted to reappear as the minister of the year but in there… Behind locked doors; PASTOR ooh pastor you are sinning.
Hypocritically divulging in iniquity, infidelity, sodomy, adultery, child pornography and questionable infamy.
For me… Its a motherfucking slap in the face!
And so I face it.
The facts that my preacher, the biblical holiness of HIS majesty here on Earth… a conman, shark, deceitful scam artist in cloaks and religious ropes, robes and coats; a motherfucking hoax!??!
How could you let all these people down?
Most of whom though wrong for putting just as much faith as they put in God in you…
You a mere man, lifting himself to the celestial pedestal too.
Speaking to the people as ordained as the walls you stain with slick treachery with such an infallible tongue…
How could you let me down?
Most of all mister preacher man how could you let The Almighty down?