ali chukwuemeka

Rookie - 10 Points (03 01 1989 / abeokuta)

Four, Four, Two - Poem by ali chukwuemeka

I play the greatest formation
That conquers the darkness dominion
No matter how organized they are
When powers collide, they realize how inferior they are

FOUR, four, two is my formation
It wins the match of salvation
Capital letters F.O.U.R is the: almighty God
He who has all the knacks required

Small letters f.o.u.r Is: jesus
He who's name destroys demonic goalkeepers.
Two is the holy spirit
He who score goals that brings comfort

My formation wins all matches
That qualifies me for the kingdom of trophies


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 17, 2013



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