By Chidi Anthony Opara
They hop atop pulpits
Harassing us
With homilies about hell.
We empty our pockets
Into their pockets,
Else we will be in hell.
In their sanctuaries,
They huff atop whores.
The whores,
The morning after,
Regale us
With kiss and tell tales.
The dramas
Draws to the end
With dramatic confessions.
(Poem presented as social service, all rights reserved)
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