Chats - Poem by Cynthia BuhainBaello
Are we in a predicament
Each time I voice my sentiment
It ushers such a confusion
That you believe in Evolution
It clashes so with my deep Faith
And opens up Discussion's gate
So this is what I can observe
We get into each other's nerve
Until it leaves us very sad
To waste the chat time that we had.
Are you still there.
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