The Preacher’s Wife
There's the preacher's wife She isn't clean as many may think Her pretty white dress doesn't show the dirt. that lurks within her heart. Behind closed doors, she's waging wars with her own demons that she'll have to confront every Sunday. She has built a facade brick by brick Sealed with sin, but you wouldn't know! as she shouts out "Hallelujah!" While dancing merrily with that fake smile plastered on her face. But, who is to have any say? She's the Preacher's wife And she'll say you're the one that is unholy and "that you're paving the road to hell "if you don't change your ways" little does she know that it will not be before long. When her hypocrisies will be revealed on the day the true angels will sing. Bio:HilLesha O’Nan is a blogger, writer, photographer & marketer. She is co-editor/founder of Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Art. She runs the blog tothemotherhood.com for over 15 years Poetry by HilLesha O’Nan : “Small Town Hearts” “Two Wolves” & “Living with the Mirrors”
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