Church In Me Poem by Kweku Atta Crayon

Church In Me



Flow into me, let’s sing
White songs, black hearts
on the altar of my heart, let’s pray
troubled hearts with thanksgiving
Your Church in me

Flow in me, let’s dance
Lames with stomping moves
my stomach, a bowl for offerings
Out of your sufferings, satisfy me
Give all out of your all
Your church in me

Sit in me, no questions just listen
An encyclopedia of wisdom
preached wealth creation
Salvation is individual business
the church growth is our business
baboons dey work, monkey dey chop
Pastor monkey for fat
Baboons for slim
Your Church in me

Stand in me, Let’s share the grace
For the health of dear pastor
A ticket to America, check up
For the comfort of his family
We donate this mansion
Hip! Hip! ! Hip! ! ! Hurrayyy,
A birthday gift for pastor, limousine
Ameeennnn
Go in “peace” and pieces
The church is over.

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Kweku Atta Crayon

Kweku Atta Crayon

Prestea-Western Region of Ghana
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