INDENT
We were all once pure
Once so innocent
Once so naive
We loved so dearly
Everly showed mercy
We never knew negativity
But at once man became curious
Curious to gain knowledge
Knowledge then corrupt them.
Now we are old and grey
We struggle to please the superior one
How I wish I could unlearn so many things I had learnt
How I wish I could loose knowledge of that which kill-eth me
But just like the sweet savoury aroma of amala dudu slashed up with gbegiri,Pomo Kika and a cold glass of chivita this false knowledge keeps calling.
And each time I stay d-e-t-e-r-m-i-n-e-d I see myself coming back with a new false knowledge.
But I am tired of hiding my face from the superior one
I'm tired of ...*.sighs*
I hope finally I will share a testimony that I became just like God!
© Ghost writer
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