![]() My Soul FatedA Poem by BETHUEL TJEBANE![]() ''saints'' fried up my soul in Hell.![]() I try being myself and they go mad. They're cursing, is it that bad? They wanna lynch me,they say it's demonic. Still wanna exorcise though i told 'em it's hedonic. Pleading for my life with my plaintive voice. They are putting it up like i had a choice. Why would i choose to be hated? They're playing God ,they got my soul fated. Fried up my soul in Hell because i am a sinner. I guess they're 'saints' going to Heaven for dinner. I've been convicted multiple times for this 'treason' But it's Okay, everything happens for a reason.
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1 Review Added on July 26, 2018 Last Updated on July 26, 2018 Author![]() BETHUEL TJEBANEpolokwane, Not Applicable, South AfricaAbouti'm defined by the pieces that i write. more..Writing
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