Adrienne Clark Strachn (December 6 / New York)
PIMP IN THE PULPIT, AND WE WERE TOO BLIND TO SEE
Welcome, our new pastor to the pulpit
green suit, shining bright,
quided by the light, shining bright
should bring us some delight.
upholding no biblical text to us
Is he speaking the word, !
sounds foreign, his bliblical text to us..
looking for something to
broken hearts, broken spirits
Usually sounds of tears,
pleas of mercy
tongue spoken words you can hear
for our new pastor to declare.
Someone shouts, ' speak pastor speak'
hoping Mr.Bright Green suit
should be deliveringl deliver loud and clear,
Amen, Amen, shouts someone from the back
from the congregation
Mr. Green suit hollars, falls down on the altar
passes out of our sight
water, water, get some water
What has happened to our new man of God?
Mr. Pimp in the pulpit has fallen
a hypocrite indeed
words spoken by God,
for us not to be too blind to see.
Soft, quiet unspoken words
to set us up to believe.
The PIMP IN THE PULPIT
What you needed to see
HE was Green with Envy,
Can you believe......
WRITTEN BY: ADRIENNE STRACHN
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