ALLEN PHETOGO Poems

The son of the living god
It is at his name that every knee will bow
In heaven in earth and under the earth
Every tongue will confess that he is lord
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Two simple words of a solitude destined poet
Trying to find his way through
Misty fogs of thoughts
His words intertwine like a clidascope in his mind
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The evidence of this that are not seen
It's what brings utter happiness to my life
Every morning l wake up and wonder, what
Does the world out there hold for me?
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