I don’t love you
For the prideful and self centered reasons.
When the sky is blue,
To the slaying storms and all kinds of seasons
In the midst of pain,
To the four ends of the Compass you will hear me cry.
Standing on the rain,
Waiting for a new day and all these tears to dry,
Not for your sexy body that dwell with my lust.
To the depth of your immortal soul I reach,
I adherer to it until it flies out of this dust
World’s Terror could I be satisfied without her and have no pleasure to search?
To all being you are my prime,
A centurion I will be, to hinder death in this war we would never win!
To the ends of time but true love never dime!
In that longest sleep, be my nightmare and with your prayers a dread to my sin.
And yet we meet our Maker
Could there be a Divine-devil wall between the two of us,
Fate I sincerely ask you let me be the furnace taker.
Joy and sorrow we share, let it be known in heavenly places, maybe Reconciliation will dropp the cuss.
Mishack Mchunu
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