THE BLEEDING PEN ANTHOLOGY 10
# PHASE 1#
I will yet speak when i have mouth Allow me berate as my soul shout.
The breeds of Sodom, a penchant sprout
That erupt the heart to bout.
Woe to those that are cursed
Indeed I was sent by God
To tell all my beloved
That All these vices should stop.
*NAJEEB ADAMU USMAN*
I cannot take my eyes off the hit
Hmm lies! A truth contradicts
The brother of deception
A giver of false impression.
Come home! Ye soul that wander
Behold, this world ain’t last longer
Halt your uncomely manners
Not later, the earlier the better.
Lie! A way to eternal damnation
A regretful action
It will withdraw from you affections
I am telling you it all ends in destruction.
Thou old fool soul
All thou can do is sit and be drunk
Hmm!The world will soon vanish.
*Don’t deceive me oh weeping soul*
*Don’t wipe your hidden pain-painful soul!*
*Shall I be a surrogate master !*
*Shall I be a bereaved barren mother*
scattering all his plans
detached by his fans
who will listen to him?
silently, singing tragedy song in his hymn.
Let the blind that see, read this words
And the deaf with ears, listen to my voice
If you lose your soul to this world
What will you do in the next life after the world?.
Go soul and tell men their evil deeds
Speak and let the soul be honour
for where heart was hatred
To furnish a soul in human.
Oh come! Ye heart that hurts another
Only you, Ruth, Joyce and Christiana
Deception of flesh and heart desires
At the end, what excuse will you give the rightful “her”.
*Oh thou soul that lust*
*Oh thou soul in world is lost*
*With banging words thou shall be thrust*
*Oh thou lost soul can there be trust*
The temple of God now an harlot home
Very soon you will leave your earthly home
For the fire wait for you in your eternal home
But there is still hope for you in abba father’s home.
Enslaved for his deed
looking after all, no one to intercede
Alone with his thought, he thinks only.
Men who are mating men are included
Even before the day of the deprived
they will explain;
What they do is not ordained by the most high.
*NAJEEB ADAMU USMAN*
All in all in the heart will give.
All in the wish in Gomorrah lives. Tell fun that blotch man to kiss evil to be gone for man to relief.
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