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I SHOT THE PREACHER MAN™

The David in me shot the Goliath in the PreacherMan.
Arrant debacle of the anointed one
And dark child claiming identity of God's son.
Am just a little boy and not being punitive
But defiantly cantankerous and emotive,
No regret for my actions but now a fugitive,
Fugitive of my own premeditated atrocity
instead of the uproar of the city
Or the thought of the men in black
Even though it cost peace and keeps me on my track.¹°

Couldn't wait to eradicate that unwanted page,
Only the deed can placate a long rage.
Rage of being a molestation victim for years
And I couldn't even confide in my jesty peers.
You were the bully that wouldn't let go
Even many times when I said "No"
You still continued ripping apart my body and soul.
You were a shepherd to me in the sanctuary
But a wolf outside the congregation armoury
To defile me timelessly, ignoring the Law, what an effrontery²°

I should never be an "entrance" for no one,
you caused me pain physically, made me burn.
Sunday morning, on pulpit, you're the "light of the world"
But weekly when Mom leaves me with you for a word,
you're the darkness and fire eating-up my soul.
PreacherMan once said "we'll all reap what we sow".

You taught me about David & Goliath in service
Then, I began seeing you as Goliath, as you stir up malice.
Mom named me David, I was so little at 7.
I imagined how someone like you'll make heaven.
Child molestation wasn't what my parents bargained for.
You've been a thorn in my flesh since 4
Till you orchestrate the truncation of your own life,
leaving behind your innocent children and wife.
So just like David in the Bible I sort bravery,
even without stones, sling or any armoury.

Soliloquizes and quizzed my memory, 
"in case he dodges a stone entering his eye socket,
he definitely wouldn't do same for a bullet".
I had no choice since mother wouldn't heed my voice
and father's never around but only sends toys.
The David in me shot the Goliath in the PreacherMan.4²

Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © December 15th, 2021.
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