I am omoluabi;
My yes is strong like a rock unmoved
And my no stand firm with its two feet on the rock.
Nothing can influence or make me feel guilty,
I have a clear conscience,
And a sense of wholeness.
Like a pure white garment,
My mind is painted white all through;
No spot can be detected or removed,
Even if it were to be washed with So Klin soap.
I am innocent!
I refuse to be stained till death cross my path.
©Joe
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