Hi, my name is…
He showed up amongst our Fellowship one day,
Solution in tow, but would he stay?
A suit, the book, powerful words,
And when he spoke, a message was heard.
But when his lips moved, I stared at his feet,
The way he walked when on the street.
Each step confirmed my suspicion,
Preying on the herd- a different mission.
Touting the Promises, but how did he live?
He took, he took and never did give.
Hurting those who needed help,
The self-centered seeking self.
Once exposed, he left in a hurry,
The light shines, the cockroach scurries.
We are responsible for our sisters and brothers,
Another reminder, some are sicker than others…
Beware the Traveller