You have been a witness,
To my ministry.
My 'calling'.
If you perceive it should be,
Something other than what it is...
Perhaps my comfort,
I know to be me and fits...
Isn't what you should be attempting,
To redefine as your purpose to resist it.
You have been a witness,
To my ministry.
My 'calling'.
I hope 'your' calling...
Isn't keeping your nose in my business.
Since both of us can not live my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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