The Golden Days
How sweet they really were,
The then days of our growing,
When everything was just fun,
When all we knew was play,
Curiosity was our great say,
I miss how we could act,
The family way infact,
How I imitated dad,
With a child mom for me,
Ready to make babies,
It was really nice,..
I miss how we played naked,
With no strange feelings,
Our bodies were so holy,
Lips licked only food,
Hands held plates,
Chests helped us breath,
Mammaries were for babies,
And 'them' were for nature,
We were really innocent!
Dear Lord,Sanctify us,redeem us,
Let us live in forgiveness,purity,
Like that of little children,
For your Kingdom belongs to them,
So help us God!...
Copyright © Lamech Obare | Year Posted 2018
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