21/04/2023
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You said that my offering
Would banish my suffering
You said that my tithe
Would stop my life from being tight
You also told me that my seed
Would provide every of my need.
You asked me to take a financial risk
When my loving father was very sick
So I put my last money in the offering basket
Yet my father still kicked the bucket
You shamelessly lied
And my father coldly died.
You said if my AMEN was louder than my neighbor's
Then I would enjoy unusual favors
Then I shouted it like thunder
Yet I have not seen my heart desire
You have committed a serious crime
By wasting my parents' time.
You said that if I must get to the top
That I should have my treasure to give up
So I "sowed" my only phone expecting a laptop
But till today, I have not seen a LAP, not to talk of TOP
All your prophesies
are nothing but fallacies.
Mr preacher
You are a deciever
Your avaricious habit
Proves you are a pulpit bandit
You are an esteemed fraudster
Living large like a superstar
You are a criminal
And this judgement is final.
Preach the mind of God not your self fish interest