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.