An Act of Faith
Who's holier than thou, My heart is hot as hell, My tears are of crimson, My mind is insidious, Whence it's present, My words are filthy as trash, It's like I was born of villain, Still, I come to you, Wholly though unholy, Clease my heart, drain out the stagnant evil, Dwelling in me, as rumours say, You've done that before, Let me imbibe the spirit of love, Rabbi, guide me always, As an act of faith, I'll always be tight. Samson Somanje.
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