SUNDAY SERVICE

WRITTEN 10/12/2019

Been so long since you've seen the pastor…

Done wrong so you're bowing down like "yessa massa."

He asks:

"What's your mission?"

You say salvation but it's really a worldly status war of attrition.

You wonder:

"Where's the fruit in my life?"

Where's the truth in your strife?

You prayed for Ruth but got Jezebel for a wife...

I’m no better and all this I confess.

Lipstick on a pig?

That's me in my Sunday best.

And still I throw pearls at swine...

Thankful I can’t turn water to wine...

Because if I did it’d be too good of a time.