He is accused of repeatedly collecting millions from the poor with poorer minds, a flaunting, ostentatious, roving pastor, a glib charlatan.

A self-proclaimed prophet, this suave, exquisitely groomed, honey-tongued man has not only carted away immense profits but has revealed the sorry state of some people here, even those in high office.

How do you explain then, a leader who has acquired respect, honour and grandeur standing, shaking hands aloft, pleading, rooted in the front row of a naïve, marble-headed crowd?

Trinidad is a land of bacchanal and bad news.

Crime in the form of child abuse, murder, robbery, rape and plunder, arson and destruction make sensational front page news each day.

But the picture of a one-time leader of the nation caught up with a false prophet is the sorriest image to remain in memory for a long time.

After the aftermath then, millions of cash would have left our shores.

All the hopefuls who had craved for the long, happy life of health and prosperity would have been carted, escorted home still trembling from their ailments, unblessed, forgotten and not only foolishly bankrupt, but now further enfeebled through their own failed expectations.

To make peace, to live in the name of faith, hope and charity, with all respect to man and God, the best “anecdote” is, and always has been the simple Lord’s Prayer, which may now be considered lost.

And not wanting to preach like Benny Hinn, say it each day with meaningful purpose -- it is the code of life.