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BEYOND THE MOMENT
Hail grace, but for God’s glorious grace
We would’ve have all been in our graves
Grace, often entwined in timeless maze
While we try to see in a continuous murky gaze
Blinded by the folly of being, doing good
While fiends lurk behind false hood
Seeking to obliterates all life’s toil
Of eons labour past rapped in coils
And fools wakes up in the twilight
To the grim reality of daylight
Beyond one beclouding moment
To face untold pains and torments
When another’s greed
Is raised to the height of a creed
We’ll all die someday maybe soon
While ghosts of our past will live beyond noon!
Oga Brown
15 Apr. 08
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