False Shepherds

Erring pastors
Love to hide behind the skirts
Of Jesus’ robe
Like a child hides behind his
Mother’s skirts

With oily
Smiles pasted upon their faces
They lead
Their flocks of sheep into hells
Fiery embrace

From the
Flock these ministers of eternal
Death will
Drive anyone who dares to blow
The whistle

Who seeks
To guide the footsteps of their
Erring brothers
And sisters away from the gates
Of perdition


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