The Preacher 19/6/03 by Cyrus Brooks

Well the preacher, 

was shot on Sunday,

While giving, 

the Good Book to the poor.

Now the church, 

is all but empty,

its heart and soul, 

don't beat there no more.

He was friends, 

with everybody,

whether Muslim, Jew or, 

Scientology.

So he made himself, 

a few enemies,

who are blind, 

far too blind to see.

BLUES GUITAR SOLO

He taught us, 

the goal of all religion,

was to help man's spirit, 

with God be free.

So he said, 

"be good to everybody.

It'll come back to you, 

you'll see."

And everybody,  

loved the preacher,

except a rare and, 

twisted few,

whose heart, 

was cold and empty,

who took the life, 

we all knew.

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