Alley Church Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Once an old church down the alley
Where came street dwellers when storms rally
In old church, man gray hair dwelled
Who' priestly robe freezing gave while handheld
There, a garden of fruits stood
And from priests little pantry came food
But night pass, where lain cold' old priest

Then old church young new priest came
Whom shoe, suit, case' star sparkle claim
In old church man of coiled hair took
Might be he in skills vocal and look
That street dweller coins drop' his skill proof
As smile along' brought all beneath roof
And happy be pilferer when teachings heard

Now, old church down alley new one sires
Old garden now parking lots and gate spiky wires
Where horning cars and jets in tally ons
And street dwellers as comers forbidden of salons
Apart torn old church where hope once beacon
Now of choir' unclothed damsels, corrupt officials' deacons
There, church down alley officiates' revered Lucifer