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-February 7, 2024 -120
God is the sun,
Shining all the time
Lightening everywhere,
Warming every heart,
But some of us are like the clay,
Some of us are like wax.
The heart of clay
Becomes hardened,
When the sun is shining on the place,
The heart of wax
Becomes softened,
Encountering the face.
I’ve made a mistake,
I say I’m sorry,
Father is embracing me
Gives me food to eat,
Touches my heart
Which is his.
Even if I made a mistake,
I won’t forgive you,
I won’t forgive me,
My heart is obstinate
Like the clay,
I don’t believe in God, indeed.
There are lots of things
That I can use,
To defend myself,
To manipulate
To my advantage,
God is not pleased.
