Puffed Up

There is sexual impurity among you and,
You are puffed up with pride;
But don't you know that,
A little leaven leavens the whole batch of dough?
Come to me and learn from me,
Where the moon shines all the time at night;
Are you not competent to judege trivial matters?
Free sexual immorality and,
You will be saved.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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