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Dec 2018
My world is a stage where its inhabitants dance to different kind of music .My world is a beautiful place flooded with an infinite spectrum of possibilities .We transition a series of rhythmical steps towards its epilogue in each passing minute .The biblical plagues preach the fulfillment of the prophetic unto the hour glass .My world has evolved into the devils  pawn shop where he smuggles souls into his kingdom .

It's where the devil  ministers the gospel of Christ in sheep's clothing .
It's where men are married to money and fame such that they would **** to preserve the marriage .
It's where true love has been exiled into obscurity .
It's where  a desperate lot have put prize tags on their bodies for survival .
It's where Adam and Steven can get married and parent a child .
It's where terrorism and coups have become the most efficient way to either stay or get in power .
It's where moral decay has become fashionable .
It's where men and women are enslaved to religious ,traditional and cultural believes such that they would sacrifice anything to abide by them .
It's where wheels of justice have been shredded into worthless pile of scraps

Corrupt corporal perverts rob the people leaving them with cotton candy promises .Churches and temples have been initiated into the industrial sector .Poverty and suffering have become spikes in the flesh of the oppressed .The ignorant majority has bleached into an artificial grey race .Most of our trusted comrades have mutated into fake plastic counterfeits infected by the Judas Iscariot virus .The moral compass has been broken into pieces and tossed away .My world is at its boiling point full of uncertainties .
Written by
Mickson Chamutsa  20/M
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