Oh My Poem by Leslie Alexis

Oh my

Shaggy cd have the song church heathen
Yet, the church-man still go buy dem

He no lie,
But that ain't him business
Soon, soon:
The lord gwan judge this

This isn't surprising
With any sense you should be r0ealizing
Here's where the problem stem:

The children, the parents let go for them
No one watching TBN
The devil the Christian take as friend,
And the bible them enemy
Blinded, no longer they see!

The pastor preaching more money than the word
Church loose the name church
For popularity the Christian now search
The word them dilute, hardly preaching the real truth
Looking for big congregation
Not trying to save the nation

Artist them, rearrange some words
Nuh read the word
Influenced by kartel
Man on him way to hell

Christian music in the dancehall
And them rejoice
It's like Paul turn back Saul
God no like at all

Now check what them do
You the world, them follow you
And if you make a hit
I begging you, hide it!

Desperate house wives we let into we lives
Jerry we follow, not even tell the gays no
No wonder we children let go
Listen! God no want it so

Mtv the youths see
And carry on them mp3
Everyone got iPod, on them
Nothing about the lord!

Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis