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Feb 2014
No matter how vile a man might be,
Even viler than ****** and more terrible
Than the devil; he will nonetheless
Have cheerers--his own people.

Witches and wizards loathe light--
Day is never their buddy but night,
Like ritualists and robbers and strumpets
Who prefer to blow the trumpets

Of their acts mainly in the darkness.
And however "good" you are, as Jesus
Christ of Nazareth, many shall be
Your foes in the Sadducee and Pharisee

Of the world. Though truth be killed; yet,
It shall undoubtedly again resurrect.
Folorunsho Obalugemo
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Folorunsho Obalugemo  M/nigeria
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