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MORNING GLORY-worship redefined.

My boss wanted to know              
why i never make it              
9 at work every morning.              
I told him "Sir,              
My husband and i linger                
little longer each morning giving glory.              
He asked what denomination?              
i told him we have been missionaries              
but lately incorporate inter denomination too.              
He asked how we pray              
i said usually we start with soft praises              
my lips on his his on mine            
tongue questioning every detail on the other mouth              
till we confess.              
You see we are hot insolvent sinners              
we require baptism.              
Mr.John loves to soap my neck            
spreading the lather to my ears              
his hands gently stirring my hair              
setting the flow of devotion.              
He then embark on the two firm stains on my chest              
rubbing cleansing              
purifying till hard pointing heavens.              
He moves to the valley of bashan on my tummy              
clear the blemish in the pit and around it              
then joins his fingers row the boat midstream red sea.              
Usually at this point              
i get started on hymns                
tessitura growing agile alto mezzo soprano              
chorus is              
"Oh yes,"                
or              
"Shower more blessings to my soul!"              
We also love to remix              
his base + my coloratura              
especially when rehearsing P.salms69.              
When the fire get too blazing              
melting spirits in the room              
evident in our altered speech by the tongues              
he leads rest of worship                
till he fill my cup with his wine              
but not until it is already overflowing with mine.              
               
And sometimes like today              
after the 2nd and 3rd reading              
my king demand i take a bow              
pledge my loyalty in between his thighs              
as late as he Amen in my mouth.              
               
Lustily boss asked if that was all,              
i told him i could tell him more              
he asked if i could show instead              
i said "Thou shall not covet."              
He said the fore fathers did it with their daughters              
i told him my household abides the new testament              
he asked if by any chance we could re-e define              
I said only in him i believe "father i cannot convert."              
"In that case,"he said              
"Go in peace child              
tomorrow my service start strictly at 9.A.M."              
I said yes Caesar              
right after i give my lord the glory due.              
He looked down on his swelling nob and cried out  
          "AMEN!"    
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
 
Written by peninnah (The Blue Rose)
Published | Edited 9th May 2014
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