The Red Human Race Poem by George mwandu
The Red Human Race
I maybe poor, you maybe rich, But we all breath air. Am black, his white but we all have red blood. He is ablebodied, am disabled but will all die. I maybe righteous, he maybe unrighteous. but God has given us a resurrection through in his son Jesus Christ
Monday, November 5, 2012
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