The Battle Of Reading Rock - Part 06 Poem by Royston Nella

A young girl came in, looking quite grim,
and fell sprawling upon the ground
She looked possessed, and very distressed,
and was writhing all around.
So to Anne and Bob, I gave the job,
of bringing her to God in prayer
and then I saw, Ahmed at the door,
surveying the scene as he stood there.

God had kept His word, angels of the Lord,
stood there restraining him
for the previous day, he would not delay,
but just kept on barging in.
So I went to him, but his mood was grim,
and he had the cheek to say
"The Holy Spirit, I have to admit,
helps me speak in tongues when I pray."

"Ahmed that's a lie, " was my reply,
"You've a spirit of Satan, " I said
"That's not nice, " He cried, "But it's true, " he replied,
as into the crowd he fled.
I watched him run, into the setting sun,
until he was lost from sight
and I'm glad to tell, the angels did well,
in protecting us that night