MEN AND THEIR WAYS Written by Japheth J Omojuwa

Posted on by

Our ways are different from Heaven’s path
Our Justice and Peace are divided in parts
To keep peace, we kill men, maim women, destroy children
Justice is one for the rich, one for the poor and another for our brethren
Our ways are different and different from right

For the Love of ourselves, we kill another
An eye for an eye until darkness becomes the order
To heal one, we hurt another. A child or the mother
A nation is only rich because it can milk another
Our ways are different and different from right

A mother dies in want and penury
The child calls for a celebration and a party
He says to celebrate her life, when she could have lived celebrated
We live like with no heart, like a mind sated
Our ways are different and different from right

Through the ages we are yet to conquer
One last enemy and still we look and wonder
Who man’s last enemy could be. The one who will stop man
Man’s only enemy is man.
He seeks many ways, yet goes the one different from right

49 thoughts on “MEN AND THEIR WAYS Written by Japheth J Omojuwa”

  17. Hi, just required you to know I he added your site to my Google bookmarks due to your layout. But seriously, I believe your internet site has 1 in the freshest theme I??ve came across.Seo Paketi Skype: By_uMuT@KRaLBenim.Com -_- live:by_umut

  33. Hi, just required you to know I he added your site to my Google bookmarks due to your layout. But seriously, I believe your internet site has 1 in the freshest theme I??ve came across.Seo Paketi Skype: By_uMuT@KRaLBenim.Com -_- live:by_umut

  40. Hi, just required you to know I he added your site to my Google bookmarks due to your layout. But seriously, I believe your internet site has 1 in the freshest theme I??ve came across.Seo Paketi Skype: By_uMuT@KRaLBenim.Com -_- live:by_umut

  43. His father steps into the shower, turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water, he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son. https://arturzasada.pl/ – gay sex porn The sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him.

  44. His bare ass melts to the lid of the toilet bowl. He sweats from the steam and the exertions from his continued pounding of the fierceness of his cock. He wiggles as his ass opens, squeaking on the plastic surface of the thrown lid, as he takes whiffs from the cum soaked pouch of the jock that covers his face. “I don’t wanna jack-off, dad.” He says flabbergasted to his dad as he turns off the tap to the hot and chilly water in the shower.

  45. The sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him. “What happened at today’s practice today that was so different from any other day, son?” His dad asks.

  46. “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words. “It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *