Why have their feast been stopped?
and their crazy merry halted?
twa's been always a pig feast?
greeted by genres of wild beast.
What brought back the earth's peace?
then prisoned by similitude stampede kiss
twa's always visited by turmoil band
it faked golden sword, afflicting the land
What brought restore the river's flow?
that starved life of Life beautiful glow
twa's always stopped by the wicked army
making the whole land die in famine.
The Almighty came and sowed sturdy seeds.
They grew and glow scorning dearth deed
These Invaders found death at their sight
We are the seeds, We are....the RECHABITES
A poem inspired to EESUOLA JOSHUA DAMILARE
...Like the tars in the farmers garden, they were planted ruining the beauty of life. But we are the RECHABITE, we are limitless👌👌
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