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He said it
That I am possible
But I was too busy and stupid
Listening to your speechless opinions.
I didn't hear you speak a word
But I was already judging you for probably judging me
I became a recluse because I was busy being too sensitive
I have imagined that you jilt and get me to jitter with your supposed murky eyes,
And shoot at me bullets with your probable pseudo lips.
I was so lost in my thoughts; I didn't see you approaching
You said "hello" with a lucid smile
And "my God!" You were the brightest, soothing and friendliest with your words.
Now it dawned on me,
I was just childish
Doubting God when He said it in his word,
Confirmed by your comforting and lauding words.
Now I know better
I will never again be the one standing in my way!
About the Creator
Louis Obarike
Loving is living!
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