Nothing Happen's By Chance Poem by habib akewusola

NOTHING HAPPENS BY CHANCE.
You are not under the sun
By chance,
All your deeds has been
Organized and planned.
It's my choice to either
Follow the truth or transgress,
Am a slave working for
Progress,
In sight of the HOLY Congress.
All you soil are vanity
Very soon we would all
Be gone for eternity.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB.