Trader of Myself

TRADER OF MYSELF. Selling wrestle my pains, Never an alternative to any Sister know as saint. All I work is in vain. Trading has reframed my name, Reshaped my ways. Only shame replicates this game. Have ran races, walked through Many lanes, Searching to sweat for weight On my plates. That’s how I made this place. Wonder what would befall my Faith. Am aware this not save. I pray, I pray my Creator Would intervene. Am ready to walkout of this Gate. This would make my case Never remain the same. HABIB AKEWUSOLA.