Fetish pastors possessed
On Holy grounds
Its the work of the Christian God
For none sees powder
None sees tails
None sees dreadlocks
All we see are expensive clothes
And some hitting-noses-hard-perfumes
Are gods now wearing the mask of God?
Possession in spinning!
Possession in falling!
Possession in shouting!
Then visions in eyes-closed format,
Fetish pastors with huge titles
Dr. Dr. Sower of Rocks!
Professor Emeritus, Walker on water!
Fetishes in darkness
Fetish pastors in daylight!
Humans with grave needs have no eyes
Humans with little needs see
I’m waiting for the day
The seers will fetch the blinded their eyes
I know your stools will be pulled
From under your hard sticky buttocks
And like dead lizards
You will lie on your backs
Then we will open your stomachs
To see the “godly” monies you spent
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014