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An unbeliever I was
With doubts and flaws
Of faith,fate and grace
I am not a soul without a goal
Ever wondered what was made of coal
I do not believe
That the institution was made to redeem the people
I blasphame,you blasphame and we lie
That I love a diety unseen
Who made the seen
There's a place of peace
Inside of every being
Oh,I have yet to believe
What's right?who determines?
What do we pledge our selves to
A life of service and then we only do it for ourselves
That's who we are
Men of self love
And we make more men
Of same body and of blood and flesh

Oh,I am an unbeliever
I doubt I could love
A springflower in daddy's orchards
A beauty whistling of summer
In the sands along the shore
Her smile struck my heart
And yet an unbeliever would love not
Yohannes Asare
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Yohannes Asare
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