Bond
The flock refuses now to hear,
From the pulpit, Godly teaching.
They tell God's man to scratch the ear,
And to water down the preaching.
They went in debt, built a church;
Took their mind off God that day,
Told the preacher, "settle down"
If you expect, this debt to pay.
Now the flock has things their way:
They hear not, the things of old.
The preacher, now, has no say;
The truth, no longer, can be told.
Good poem Miss Hannah.
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