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”
Fevers of the Mind 
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