by Daryn Davies

Created on: March 18, 2010   Last Updated: March 20, 2010

PETER THE PREACHER

The potent preacher stands tall in the pulpit
His flock hang on every word he spills
Weaving his magic with linguistic skills
They are oblivious to his lascivious ways.

The creed he spouts must be adhered to
No wavering from the straight and narrow
For their faith has to be as true as an arrow
But starvation and disease knock at the door.

The motley crowd have come here for salvation
And words of hope which will ease their plight
From the preacher who deals in wholesale trite
As he effortlessly exploits the the uneducated mass.

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