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Jan 2015
Blind and lame all welcome to the kingdom
Happy and sad sail together,
A place where failure is condemned;
The praise of Glory stands for all days
Love crowns all beings in harmony, for
All tickets are free besides for the diseased
In faith and not flesh, in glory not pain
Through mercy not riches, lasting for eternity.

The invitation says” come to me you all…..”
Many have keys to their houses though
Not to their everlasting home.
Earthly diseases don’t matter
Only Glorifying hearts permitted
At Genesis he sent us to work
So he will return to harvest our souls
The Alpha sought us through Christ after creation,
The Omega stands waiting through; the revelations
Where the sheep will be separated from the goats,
The blind in faith will seize their way for the meek.
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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