It was a Sunday morning like any other
Got myself out of home and to church
where I was to meet my God
I sung great songs
lifted my hands in the air seeking his presence
I prayed fervently, I heard the word
soon it was time to for me to go back home
Little did I know He would be out there
waiting for me
Not quite what I expected you know
Was about five feet tall
Kind of shaggy looking fellow
His clothes not the latest fashions
He stood there as the masses passed
hand stretched out
Asking 'ninunulie chakula' *
And that is how I met God
on a Sunday that I thought was like any other
Matthew 25:40...
* kiswahili for 'buy me food'
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