I watched closely behind you...you didnt go to church you simple waved good bye to your people at home holding a large bible in your hands. I was captivated by your dress, with the way you put on your makeups and most especially, the footsteps you throded along the high way to church. I was certainly wrong about my judgment that you were going to church, little did i know you got a call the previous night from your sugar homie. After all the bookings in a hotel room, he does what he wants with you, tells you he loves gives you some amount for your TP. You take a bike back your house Mum asks"how was service" You respond" ohhh it was moving, the preacher captivated us in the spirit" Nice lie..lots of them your going to tell, but wait for a second..who do you think you are decieving, your parents., me or God. A pidgeon proverb quotes thus.."when breeze go blow, fowl nyash go open" Think my dear...HAPPY SUNDAY!
Posted on: Sun, 28 Jul 2013 09:34:01 +0000
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