Francis Kokutse

Rookie - 80 Points (19/10/1958 / Accra-Ghana)

Selling The Word - Poem by Francis Kokutse

I have learned to keep my thoughts
where they belong all these years.
But, l would not keep silent when
a charlatans comes to sell the Word to me.

I heard his footsteps when he was miles away,
he has lied his way through to wear a cassock
and has been given a flock to shepherd
but, the man has no intention to tell the good news.

His sweet tongue is all he has sharpened;
with which he intends to make us those
who want to know His Kingdom pay
for all the luxuries that he has imagined.

They are all over Accra;
unfortunately, there is no way to expose them
and so they would continue to lie
and preach in the name of Jesus.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 24, 2008

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