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None was, but Him and His aides
Rough to say as we’re not yet mould
In our minds it has faded
After He had made the light
From it He created the night
So we’d know how comes our days
But in our minds it has faded
Our valued flesh came from mere earth
Where at last shall rot our dear hearts
Yet we abate not our cruel traits
Because in our minds it has faded
Everyday rains God’s sour ire
To again warn of the fire
Rudely we abuse His grace
For in our minds it has faded
We worship Him with our faith lost
And we bow, our skull filled with lust
We never as we should praise
Because in our minds it has faded
Written by: Razaq Moshood Abbey
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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