Sinners come and go in the Church,
sin here and there in the church,
we sin easily yet inside the church
we still sin,
sin like milk in the church,
forgiveness is divine yet we still sin in the
church,
coming and going, to and fro in church,
Still we are not change.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some churches are the dinner parlour for demons. Well done bro! : -)