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GOD's SPECIAL LOVE

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GOD's SPECIAL LOVE

GOD's SPECIAL LOVE
During mix up of this recipe
My ink freeze carrying a fragile
Destiny.
Sending songs of hanger to
My Lord,
I need to be part of this conventional
list for all His special Love,
Father Benjamin Franklin and 
Pa Da Vinci,
Nelson Mandela the political
Dealer,
Leaders I search for resembles.
You know Islam sees Unity
Rusicrusian is purity
Christianity loves vigils to preach
Virginity, all of the spirit being.
Good Lord fix me among this
Victims,
Tagged into victory.
I pay every thanksgiving, am
Aware this amounts to nothing,
As an ordinary pilgrim
Immortal soul that believes in
Evenings.
Combating for wisdom with
Maximum understanding,
Discipline is the seed I lick before
Sleep,
Good Lord descend every special
Love upon my living
I will serve man to forever remember
You my Great King
Owner of every meaning.
My sick brain begins to drain
Energy enriched with pain will
Only cut my vain,
I sit and pray, painting the Mon alisa's
Frame,
To rearrange any artistic page,
Electricity isn't a mistake, as I fear
The dark,
Meaning man will permanently fail.
Freedom is wilder than age,
This a free lane created by no name.
Good Lord rise me above the hills
Make me run underneath the sea
I need the clouds to clean my feet,
Let my heavens be for real and
Sickness should be dumped in a  bin.
Good Lord lead me to the class of
The Most High,
Where Angles sing in Your Frontage
I need to see your Tongue and sliver
Taste.
Good Lord I post this on Monday
Evening
By Tuesday You would receive,
Please open and read, these are not
Wishes neither are they dreams
These is me hurting to win.

HABIB AKEWUSOLA.

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