I am a Preacher, I practice not what I Preach. They call it hypocrisy, I call it deceit. I am a Preacher, Pray without ceasing, I encourage. Yet, I slumber in the place of prayer. This is deceit. I am a Preacher, Judge not, I preach. Yet, I do same in my heart. This is deceit. I am a Preacher, Be bold and courageous, I encourage. Yet, I'm afraid what friends might say. Another deceit. I am a Preacher, Love not the things of the world..I preach. Yet, unhappy I am when I can't have them. Another deceit. Mr Preacher, your Maker is coming. How shall you give an account of your life? In deceit and hypocrisy, you have thrived. But alas, the day of reckoning is here. Arise from your slumber and make amends. Now is the time, tomorrow is not guaranteed. Make haste and run this race set before you. Looking up to your Master, the Author and Finisher of our Faith.