Dear Pastor,

Dear pastor….
I come in consideration,
That this should be my last resort.
Having sought help from callers not a few.
From hoodoos and voodoos of all gods
With promises of peace yet unknown.
Should my attempt a futile be?
Then shall I be blameless to take this life.

Dear pastor,
The guilt is heavy on my mind
Of Adam’s weight and more
I stand condemned, countless lust against all men
A pricking fear suggest my doom.

I sought in vain,
For peace of earth
Material gain bereft my arm
And though in them I had my fill
Yet fading power o’rcome their time.

Dear pastor,
My life and labours under a master
A brutal tyranny must I obey
So strong the fetters unseen by mortals
Daily in pains seeking help.
None on earth a succor,
And heaven’s gate refuse my plea.

Dear pastor,
Ancient transgression from my roots
Of my hearings and many lost.
My path a daily obstacle
That years of slavery in them
Never a jubilee in sight.

I stand condemned before your God
What is my bill?
As other callers made me pray
The tithes of sins to basket holes.

Dear pastor,
A weary soul lost and condemned
From earthly pride of yesteryears,
Today a humble captive to your God
Fro whom you speak of earth and heaven

And if today at your prescription
I find no help in this sanctuary,
Then your God is as the others
Weak, powerless and false.

I will pay your dues for consultation
The usual offering of your most evocative sermon.

Alas! O pastor,
Speak for your God.

by macaulay akinbami

Comments (3)

A weary soul lost and condemned From earthly pride of yesteryears, Today a humble captive to your God Fro whom you speak of earth and heaven.......God is the god of the poor and the abandoned and the slave who suffers injustice............ let pastors preach this real God.......... thank u dear poet for this great poem. tony
Yes, Pastor can intercede but know that salvation is personal. The poem is good bringing out what's always in the mind of most congregants
Your poem reflects the view of many about God. The truth is, you don't need a middleman to approach God. With a sincere heart reaching out for His mercy, you can very well speak to Him. I'm touched by your poem.