The Quartet
Those who hates me hates also my people,
THose who loves me loves also my people,
For i am a teacher along the path of truth.
A house of prayer and hope,
A house of love and care,
A house of peace and kindness,
Like a beautiful carved ivory pomegranate;
But the practic of bowing before someone is a sign of honour.
Satan attacks us under peer presure,
But why should i wallow in the blood of my wounds?
The very next scenario from the Quartet;
And there is a Father in Heaven who reveals secrets.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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