False Preachers Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

False Preachers



False preachers,
Many will come against my name;
religious imposters,
You will know them by their fruits;
Try keeping 'The Fourth Commandment' and see,
How fast the rich religions do turn on you!
By the way of remembrance,
Here a little and there a little;
But the soul that sins will surely die.

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Edward Kofi Louis

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