Poem 94 : It is a Dirt

 It is a Dirt
                           - T ABRAHAM

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My nose is closed,

My eyes are shut,

I cannot tolerate this,

It is a dirty place,

Place filled with trash,

The uncivilized trash,

The primitive place,

Under utter ruins,

Who will save them ?

The trash of the mankind,

The humans who are filthy,

The foul manners,

Their dirty heart,

Their impure soul,

Repent immediately,

Sinned to become sinless,

But sinless to purify you,

I am sinless,

But I am among you,

You sinners of the earth,

Humans made of flesh and blood,

I have come to save you,

I am sent from the Lord,

Repent and believe,

The dirt is gone.

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