The day is quite new
A worship day, I presume
Many still wallow in sin's perfume
I wonder how they do it
Even in His presence, they don't quit
Hypocritical hands raised in worship
Giving lip-service, oh! so cheap!
I don't mean to insult you
What I see is what I say
Our neighbours don't worship, they go to slay
My oga's wife wanted me for Easter
If not for the intervention of her daughter
So I am reporting her, dear brethren
She gives more attention to her yeye oven.
What is that smelly brew?
Oga takes one shot every morning
When he thinks everyone is sleeping
I stand on one leg and observe
Waiting to crow with the strength I reserve
Hypocrites make me want to puke
After they will quote the book of Luke.
There is life to receive anew
As I see these things daily
My heart worships God early
He created me to crow
And in obedience, I do so
So, why can't His best creation
Hold on to this eternal salvation?
Copyright © Kelechi Francis | Year Posted 2021