I was shot, but I refuse to die cos my destiny was design by God not man...
Tomorrow may be too late to apologize to your friends and neighbors for your harsh words.
No one is holy except God, don't kill your self-esteem trying to be who you are not meant to be. My focus need more focus when temptations are trying to pull me out of my course.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem