My White Friend
I'm the waring partner
The insensitive one
I live life like a living litter
I'm the painful tooth but i am never blotted out
Raw, crude and insensitive
Reckless, wild, yet clueless
Despite the testimony of my art and act
Still he loves
With his help I've partied right at the battle front
My hot days I've been laced with snow
And with his help I have leaped over walls
Not for the purity talks
Never because he counsels
Nothing attached to his ability to console
The holy spirit is my foremost faithful friend
Copyright © Joseph Babatunde | Year Posted 2019
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