Immense Sophism Poem by Fortune Hlophe

Immense Sophism



Making the future starts in leaving past as sophism becomes vast corrobation seems to disappear people fail to adhere as the word says, many shall come in His name mainly for fame, money's sake as belie seems imposible to sew Believers tend to be few like Judas, woe unto them by whom they are betrayed out of them weapons are made as we are only ten percent of their population we still talk of revelation feeble they describe us pixilated they describe us immense the sophistry has become

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