Abiodun Osho Poems

Doubt you that the sun s real
Doubt you that the stars can see
Doubt you that there is holy hill
Also doubt that the thunder kills;
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when life becomes tough
And your ways seem rough;
In the midst of the storms
Remember, I love u.
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When my yield no increase
And my pockets lack greese
That could keep me moving
Will you marry me?
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I am busy adding values…....
My shoes are worn out
My suits had faded out
And I can't shout out loud
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