Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche
Unrest Soul: Sin in Gene
My ancestor's gene is bad,
O what a sin
Committed, I inherited,
Running after them,
With the sense of music and ear,
Same evil I do.
Doctrines expect good in me,
O what a task
Failed, not my making; why trait?
Like computer to instructions,
Same evil they did.
Give everyman a different trait,
O hear me lord
Surely, like thumb-print
If I sin,
A different evil I do.
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