The almighty
preach from
a pulpit propped
by hypocrisy

Jubilant voices
of the choir
are heard across
nation's
with hashtags
and cancellations

Who gives these
preachers their titles ?
Who bows down to them?

One word, one syllable
and the choir follows
with two left feet
and a beehive of amorphous beliefs

The hopes of a new world
pervade their being
whilst the old world
is dragged by the chains
of their feet .

Who gives these
preachers their titles ?
Who bows down to them ?

The almighty
aren't so mighty
but big words
and loud voices
can be as deceiving
as the redundant
cries that wolves
exist where
there are none .

The choir sings
louder ,
their popularity
grows ,
hashtags
proliferate
and all that was
said to be love
ends up being …

Hate ...