When it is no way hindering your way
Never you tear down a bird's net
Nothing else, for that's all they get
How can a man make heaven, I don't know?
When with stammer man you argue and say no
It is like setting nails to their chest
To say a word, it costs them all their breathe
Mr ifeanyi, your voice always heals me
People like you are special, just meant to be
You make me know why God closed moses
When one needs who can speak life
I mark a Stammer man the whole five.
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