Gone are the days
When the church
Used to be a place of refuge.
A place to be set free;
A home where the poor could seek help.
The tables have turned.
The church is now a money-making enterprise.
The significance of the cross has been forgotten.
Like a time bomb, everybody is waiting to explode.
No one is really ready to bell the cat.
Sermons are now missiles ready to hit the culprit.
Money is now the issue.
The church is no longer a refuge.
It has become a haven of immorality with a sense of immortality.
Lies are now said to be true
and the truth said to be lies.
The world has become churchy,
the church – so worldly.
No place is safe.
The only place left is the cross.