samuel nze

Rookie (13th October 1980 / lagos, nigeria)

Black Pastors - Poem by samuel nze

This is a black country,
Many souls are black with the soil;
Their soles march the dust
But their hearts are even dustier.
There is struggling for everything;
In the church the pastor
Encourages the congregation
To give to the Lord cheerfully;
They eat the fat of the people
And the lean is reserved for the
Workers in the pews;
They say that to him who has
More is given
But from him who has not
Even the little he does is
Taken away -
By the pastors I suppose?


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  • (10/3/2007 5:49:00 AM)


    Sammy, You still are the greatest thing to happen to poetry, Nigeria, indeed Africa. Keep it on! (Report) Reply

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