Speaking sometimes treason
Seeing unauthorized plans
Walking without reason
Touching prohibited palms
Hearing illegal speeches
Tasting forbidden dishes
All that would, project trouble
And destroy all this
When I trespass
Verbally offend
Who do I turn to?
When I lust
Destroy his creation
Must I seek his remake?
Troubles calling, coming, to avoid
Humbly turn to Him
BY M.O.O
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