Let Them Shout Amen
Let them shout
amen, not in my name;
mouth my praise, not with fear.
It suits to switch, twist the letter
of my word—distorting.
Not the spirit!
They defame my word:
cravings of itching ears,
crusted hearts fit
for wrath.
A curse swoops on wanton revelry
shouting:
appoint a date,
make an
end
near.
© 2016 Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi
Copyright © Celestine Ikwuamaesi | Year Posted 2016
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