The Wise And The Unwise

They call themselves Saints but,
They are no Saints;
This message is for both the wise and the unwise.
According to the flesh,
According to the spirit,
According to her love,
According to her pasions,
And according to his care;
This poem is for both the wise and the unwise.
Tribulation and anguish,
Upon every soul who does evil;
But glory, honour and peace to,
Every soul who works righteousness

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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