The Famous Prophet Poem by kyvin Nash

Lo! I had a dream,
A Broker was revealed.
He wore a fancy suit, and shiny shoes
Walking as if he owns the church,
talking as if he is God himself.
Fire, he commands the demons to manifest
He speaks, I declare miracles upon your life.
I say... Catch it, catch it...!
I speak healing and money upon your lifes...
Who wants it? Receive...Receive...Receive!
He shouts...I prophesy businesses upon your lifes
receive it...
church says, I receive! , I receive! , I receive!
He says catch it...
Then they tremble, they shake and they fall,
He declares... It is done!
church applause, man of god.