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I Come [I Come]

I come to back the lack
I come to put on the wall the ladder
I come to give hope
Like the pope

I come for peace
Not suck and pierce
I come, through my words
The world gets fixed
I come not to break your virgin heart
Nor serve you my buttock fart

I come to meet mind with mind
So we can build our land
I come to mop your tiles
Which is covered with oil and peels

I come for love, unity and harmony
I come not to bring ’bout broken bottles among grasses
Where pregnancy walked upon

Written by: Nseobong Emmanuel James
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

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