Holy Days Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Thousands of churches and thousands of sinners!
But money is still the route of all evil;
And like the pain in my waist and knee.

A thief must be sold for his theft!
And we have to live by every word of the law;
For the borrower is always among us and,
We must be ready to give out to others.

You are an example of this poem and,
The key of the Kingdom is right here beside you;
And like separating the sheep from the goats,
Because the Holy Days are now turned into holidays!