A Butterfly at Church
Early in the morning, he woke up
Up flinging his wings to God’s House
God’s House perhaps with some reason
Some reason for mingling
Mingling with some congregants
Congregants singing to praise their God
God did not create butterflies to sing
To sing like human beings
Human beings go to church to socialize
Socialize because they are not butterflies
But butterflies follow the wind all over
All over up until at a church
At church, they see no flowers to suck
No pollen to lick and cannot sing
Cannot sing a song they do not know
Not know but can expose their beautiful bodies
Bodies uncovered with colorful wings
Wings they fling intentionally
Intentionally for exciting humans at church
At church, they are still butterflies
Butterflies who come to irritate God in his House.
Poem by Mugisho N.
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