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AND HE STANDS SUPREME

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Righteous to a fault

Too pious, Satan fears to stain

A voice like the softest touch

Eyes like the vastest, cleanest ocean

Many climb and reach far

But he stands supreme

II

Innocent and fine

Funny with unbended trust flowing like a fountain

A vine without doubts

A shelter ready to protect

Many climb and reach far

But he stands supreme 

III

It’s cruel that doves are seen as meat

Even when God endorses their purity

He has a force too pure to stain

And a heart too big to harm

So many have climbed the ladder of my trust

But he stands supreme although he stays afar

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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