People's Church Poem by Elias Ng'ang'a K.

People's church


I took three lucky jumps
Aiming on feeble stones
across that waste river
to cross over to main town's
suburb.
But on my fourth jump
I landed so good on the sewerage water.

People can swim in prestigious bays
but who swims in waste water., .
I looked around, trying to swim across,
But, there was a church
above that waste bridge.
and the 'saints' saw me.

They came for this lost sheep.
pulled me over, stinky and tired
wet and disgusting.
they took me
to the people's church.
Above the waste water

they sang hyms,
And played off the sewer off me!
Get be hide him, .sewer!
The Pastor exclaimed!
Get clean, .never miss steps again.
Now, I showed my appreciation.,
For disrupting the business.
In the people's church.