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Shypopiee
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You're white,
You're pure
You're purity, these were the words you told me the day you picked me up from the mud.

I couldn't believe it,
I'm pure? I'm really pure?
Joy in my heart, I found it was true,
Purity in me, I'd guard this white garment and not let any stain come on it,....

I attained a greater height.
I gave others the white garment,

I brought em out of the mud.....

 

But.....
I began to fall back into the dirt again.....

One stain at first....
I looked at it and said no one would see it, and no one did but my heart did....
I came back, got a clean garment again, but the previous deeds still got me......
Another stain again, much bigger, I saw the stain but I ignored it,
No one could see it but me, the stains grew more....
All around my garment....

I look at myself and see the stains on the white garments...
I'd wash it....yes....
I removed it and washed it, but the stains didn't leave....totally...

Now when everyone gathers around,
I stay aback,even though they don't see the stains, I see em on me....

"Come out of the mud!", my tutor said to me,
"Not yet.....Not yet...."

#Shypopiee.
#Ansa Poet Of The Week.
© Oshafunmi Omolola.

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Dr. Kennedy O. Obohwemu
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Great poem, rich message...


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Ajmaverick
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Great.. ? ? 

am3mm10@ptsolest


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