A PASTOR’S PLIGHT
The candle he burns at night,
Sunk deep in the spirit;
Waiting upon Jehovah to speak,
Words are transmitted,
And anointing felt;
So as to feed his sheep,
With that- healthy and clean.
His belly he lays down,
Hunger strike he goes,
Seeking the spiritual well-being,
Of those he leads.
Dedication he gives,
Committed to the service of God;
Bearing the cross of Christ,
And salvation of the lot.
Yet his children are astray,
The laws of God,
They forsake.
In deceit they live,
Just to look holy in pastor's eye.
The Lord’s message he speaks,
In simple terms for assimilation;
But a deaf ear they turn,
Hardened are their hearts
And deeds, contrary to the word.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DKK-GBEDEMAH (REGIONAL MARITIME UNIVERSITY)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem