Churches Faith Poem by Phil Daniels

Head off to church
For what do I look
It must be a search
Is it in that book

I listen to words
But what do I hear
A whole lot of blurb
That's what I fear

The plot has been lost
And the message cold
All covered in frost
The preaching's not bold

Holy Ghost fire
In churches we need
Christs word to inspire
To sow out the seed

Preachers of faith
Gods power receive
Feeding the hungry waif
With strength to believe

1/1/2000