Tonight, cherubs sit
mourning the decay of our present.
Truth's conscience craves
for the baptism of fire.
We are now an E-congregation
swallowed by the euphoria of modernism;
a generation encapsulated in the aura of villainy
for the sacredness of our cathedral
has been bartered for mammon
& demons who smoke cannabis
on the pulpit of sanctity.
Ajise Vincent is a Nigerian poet who derives maximum utility from the smell of coffee . He is a contributor to various print and online platforms. He writes from Lagos, Nigeria.