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Adversity, no easy city.
The scorching sun envelops its vicinity,
penetrating its rich diversity.
Adversaries make up the city,
ruined by misery, ruled by insanity.
Its citizens are pulled to vanity 
and has from antiquity dwelled in iniquity.

Adversity, a learning city,
The Son of Man did sojourn in its university
to read suffering in its intensity and extremity
and obtain obedience in its totality.
Adversity, mankind in its diversity
enroll in your university
to learn humility and forge integrity.

Adversity, no continuing city.
All who dwell therein long to leave the city,
never to return. They long for a better city,
an heavenly, wherein dwell no iniquity,
no misery, no insanity, no enmity.
They long for the city to dwell in infinity
away from adversity.

Asanga Fon

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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