Category : Poems

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Nothing as easy as an peeling soft skin of orange. 
Though you may find your hands sore starting from scratch. 
It a hard course road,you have to walk in your own shoes.
No telling on time when of such, are we all get to the end?
Hope and place trust,God with you at all times.

Protecting his image,no false idols stalling these minds.
Simple followers whom buy no dimes.
Harsh trials will always find us wabbling.
We still toot our own stubbornness to wheel our chances.

Once the distances swamped our tracks,we know that we are almost there -daybreak of new us.