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Feb 2019
TENANT

Live we in a rented home, our body, it we call.

Our soul, into our body, God does stall.

Released our soul is, when our body does fall.

This departure or transition, death, we call.

When our body, our home, so lovingly we nurture;

Why can't look after our soul we; n it's future?

Our soul, a diamond is; our most important n real future.

Decorating body parts is like buying expensive
furniture.

Tenancy rights, try to hold we should never.

Think of ourselves we must as souls divine, not bodies clever.

Know we must that our soul from our body, can anytime sever.

Merge it must with the Almighty, for ever and ever.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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