There are millions
Millions of them
Millions of them ever

There he stands
Standing ghostly
Saying something

Sweet tone in vioce
They can’t hear
They’ve got no HIM

There he stands
Stretching his hands
Smiling beautifully

There are over billions
Billions searching
Looking but don’t see him.

By Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

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