Backslidings Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Backslidings



Your own wickedness will correct you,

Your own backslidings will rebuke you,

Because on every high hills and,

Under every green trees you lay down and,

Played the harlot.

Thursday, June 30, 2016
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