Preacher

When I was younger sitting on the front roll of church, Was like a call of duty sometime we went to church, Three times on a Sunday and till today some people, Think my mom is minister, I with to both white and black church, The bible said to fellowship with saint often, When my grandpa was alive we would do food minister, This Thanksgiving I bought turkeys for the church, This day and age it is hard to tell who is a Christian, I thought about becoming a PRIEST but know a day, Young people probably don’t believe in church, But for some reason some people testify to me as if, I am one, And I just listen and write poetry, They say that god speak Lyrically.