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The End Is Near
When you hear the thunder struck
The end is near
When you know people are unlovable
The end is near
When everybody is tribalistic
The end is near
When you know that the time has come
The end is near
When you hear the heavenly trumpet from heaven
And people dress in white garment
The end is near
So be alert
Drop your black garmment
Put on your white garment
Because the end is near
BY TEMILOLA ESTHER AREMU
9years old
poem
by
Babatunde Aremu
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