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THE DEVIL’S MEAT

BY ADOL AKUEI, ELDORET, KENYA

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big fish vs small fish

Dear father,

You sometimes think like you have been bewitched

You just quietly decided to do your own things in the dark line like a witch

You went on preaching good news about Christ, about the eschatological days of God

You did not ever addressed the real satanic legal rights in you, you are just a small god

You put on a pure and starling face in the morning, in the church sermon looking so bright

You cared not what your body stained, yeah your hormonal activities in the tranquil night

And here you are claiming to be in the Kingdom of God, there in Heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

Dear father,

We all know that you are supposed to be a role model to us, your earthly servants

We all should be in the full track of good saints and be save in the last days of salvation in reverts

We know that the right principles are supposed to be portray in you

We all read the bible and we know what is found inside there, why contradicting us dear father like a ewe?

And here you are claiming to be in the kingdom of God, there in Heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

Dear father,

Look, you reinforce a lot of pressure on her, forging your damn responsibility

Look, you blindfolded bewilderingly on us the first day about her ignoring our sensibility

Look, you lied on us, your congregation that she was not your daughter, just a mere girl serving God in one

Look, you envied with venom her friends thinking that they might drive her heart away from you in won

Look, she has no peace with herself because you secretly divorced her mother

Look, you forced her to work for you in your church house where you sleep in, pretending to be not her father

And here you are claiming to be in the kingdom of God, there in heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

Dear father,

You are not ashamed of yourself when you took her into your bed

You did it forcefully to her in that serene and tranquil night not knowing that things will bend

You undressed her after you drugged her up with that fruit juice not knowingly that you are defiling her completely

You seductively exploit her sexually and vehemently

And here you are claiming to be in the kingdom of God, there in heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

Dear father,

She was a young, beautiful and an apt girl underage

She knew from her mother’s history that you are related with her by gore

You know the truth but you denied it to your brain as a pastor, the bitter truth in core

That you have no consanguinity with her and you called her a church girl from all eternity

Yet you imposed a lot of concentration on her romantically from other people’s entity

And here you claiming to be in the kingdom of God, there in heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you eat in the past

Dear father

She ballooned up and you again confidently advised her to abort

Just because you feared that it might be known by people, yeah we knew it, in that port

You didn’t scientifically know the risks you were exposing her to

With that diabolical mind of yours, you think that it was the right channel to hide your filthy deeds too

And here you are claiming to be in the kingdom of God, there in heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

Dear father,

And you want to runaway

Don’t run away from the church

Continue with your damn corrupt preaching but we are no longer in your church

You cannot hide that truth in the eyes of the whole congregation in the church

You see, the young girl confessed everything to us, the society in your church

She gave us a true testimony and all the evidences so that you escape not the verdict in the church

Emmy, was your daughter from your first wife Stella, father, but you raped her in the church

You denied everything on her, it’s not a scandal; you had the intentions of doing it in the church

And here you are claiming to be in the kingdom of God, there in heaven

You will not my dear father unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

Dear father

That is a heinous act and you will face a verdict in the court of law for that

You deserve life prison you goon pastor for that thwart

It’s against the law and you must pay for that nihilism

I wish they hang you like Sad am Hussein for his terrorism

You deserve hell for that incest you did

You deserve hell in all eternity

Even God was watching over you

Your appetite drove you there to rape and defiled her, your daughter, again in the temple of God, face it

It’s a dose of your own medicine, persevere the double punishment

We wish you well and rest in peace when you die inside that prison dear father

You will not my dear father, enter into the everlasting Kingdom unless you address that devil’s meat you ate in the past

It’s too late, face your devil’s meat my dear father

(He was arrested after being exposed and sentenced to life prison in the court of law)

(PS, the above poem emphasizes on the hypocritical nature usually expressed in the holy places like in churches, where those in authority forget to preach the real word of God but rather do the contrary leaving the congregation in confusion). You can reach the poet via his email: adol akuei <adolakuei@gmail.com>

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