Thorns Sex Peace
O God, excuse me
Embrace my complaints in paper - bother not about my writing you wouldn't need to sequeez it
We're in a world where guidance is lost
We're in a world where happiness is forced
We're in a time where thorns sex Peace
We're in a time where our sorrows are watched on netflix
The hijacking of peace is a faction
That has opened door to evil & sedition
Killings without calculation
Without no regard for kindness & affection.
O sons of man I know oooo
Peace is ruined
Love is crushed
Angels stopped crushing upon our smiles
The lord held is mercy upon our breath
Yet His power still preserved us
Let stop breathing through the horrors of war
Let start breathing with the garb of peace we once wore
But God, terrorism has no religion and scripture
& it speech comes with madness, A destruction that threatens our noble future.
They say;
Everything that contains blood lives on earth
Including the earth beholds a heart
People are birthed of blasphemy, chaos, shedding and strife
They will never repent unless Satan repent and for the good strive.
O sons of man I know oooo
Peace is ruined
Love is crushed
Angels stopped crushing upon our smiles
The lord held is mercy upon our breath
Yet His power still preserved us
Let stop breathing through the horrors of war
Let start breathing with the garb of peace we once wore
Copyright © Ismail Junaid Oluwadamilare | Year Posted 2021
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