Coptic Heights

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey

inspired by the Ethiopian Coptic Orthodox Church

We enter the Tabernacle

Men In front women in the back

Three times a day we gather

Drums keep the rhythm of our worship

Spark the pipes and pass

Light the spliffs and pass

Short tokes not long hauls like the heathens

The drums keep the rhythm of our worship

Together we sing the psalms

As one we praise our Old time Goud

Hours slip away

We are one with each other and one with the Creator

Stepping into the heavenly realms

Outside of time and space

Praise be to Goud

Blessings on the first fruit Brother Louv

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey

Cambridge, MA

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