In the thickest flimsy halo of the inferno
Surrounded with flaming fire
Choir singing songs of sorrow
Laudable lyrics of their repenting desire.
The bass guitar in weeping trip
With the organ prelude of tears
Panting in agony of gossip
Sounding and shrieking for years.
Song of covetousness
Stealing from the offering bowl
The soprano voice of unfaithfulness
Purging prideful soul.
Music of Truthful lie
From the intelligent sinner
Succulent fornicating body like pie
Screaming and shouting for the living believer.
You are never wanted here
Talking drum is still beating regetfulness
Saxophone of pain is blown without fear.
Where art the bass false teaching
The treble citadel of trouble maker
Here are the auto voices singing indecent dressing
And wailing of the profane seeker.
Oyedokun Ibukun S.