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Penance [Penance]

This rain leaves me listless,
Completely speechless!
It neither wets nor cools me.

It drains and scorches.
And I can’t but wonder:
How did it all begin?

If by my weavings
In thoughts, words and deeds,
I have incurred this wrath
That this rain now falls on me,
Set me free!

Teach me to weave again.
This time,
Just as the Master bids me!

Written by: Miranda Ogboru
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

Author: admin

I am a member of the WRR editorial team.

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