until the cities are ruined,
Until they’re empty like they’ve never been lived,
Until all the houses are uninhabited,
Until the land itself is desolately wasted,
Until everybody defines oneself as pro,
Until Motif turns Khaligraph up on the headphones bro,
Man will give no testimony,
Until the sun stops rising from the east,
Until Kanye West puts it in a beat,
Man would still not believe that Jesus is King.
Na hata hawa wanaitwa atheists,
Bado wakidunda hushout “Oh my God”

Author: sander_ochy

I am a journalist, a poet, a spoken word artist, a writer, and performer. Life is all I write about. #Freeverse254

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