Prayer Poem by Vernon Simwinga

Mobile network, Fax machine, telephone, all these things don't match the prayer zone

This ain't no game bt its left to the players son

So get on your knees for the strength put your hands together for reception

The enemies filled with deception

Have your mind in a trance have u livin a dream like inception

Call on Gods name when ever you need that extra protection

And you be assured you'll bathe in his love n affection

No stressing we Christians should be one intercepting

When a brother in need no room for neglecting

Accept it when you and I got a problem

Brother let's communicate with G.O.D let's solve em.

So let go of the bad band lain

Its time to rock on that prayer chain