Solemn assembly.

when our revered vicar
as was his duty

mounted the pulpit place
full,
on his priestly regalia

-the one that regularly lures me into the clerical profession-

it was or a different mounting

that Sunday

we knew no less, as it was later confirmed
with streams of hot perspirations 

running swiftly on his face

they seemed to have evolved
from a boiling, within

at the lingering,
unspeakable and defaming scandals that have hitherto 

rocked the church

in a dwindling state -an effete in its efficacy 

mouthed before they were voiced, 

the words were glutted out

at us, from him,
our revered vicar  

hard-hitting, clonal versions too,

of the verses
the lector had read earlier

meeting hearts, piercing same at will

this air of eeriness
- solemn assembly -

greeted and beat us, demandingly even.

we were chuffed by it, in our differing ways

ooosssheeeeey(s) were chorused

 audeshi(s) muffled too

then, was our vicar glad
he had made all hearts to talk

            *oooosheeey and *audeshi are Nigerian colloquial words for thumb up and dusted in that order.