Stagnant water stinks, 
Weeding out is a must
Sitting too long now you’ve rusted
Scaffolding not part of the temple
Not even a stone
You’ve been sitting to long
Show up every week
Occupying a seat.
Speaking all sweet
Shouting and weeping, 
Seem to be seeking the
Message from the speaker 
Externally obedient to every mandate, 
But just tools to build a house is not enough
When the structure is up, 
The screwdrivers, saws and ladders leave.
Leave the watch dog too long and the house
Will fill with fleas. 
Empty buildings invite thieves.
Stagnant water stinks.
Sunday go to Church people 
Always learning never coming into the 
Knowledge of, sinking, sinking, sinking slow
Never open their hearts door.
Can’t tell if Jesus lives there no more.
Stagnant water stinks, 
And the world sees