I am one of God's children
God had made me 55 years ago
With his holy hands
I am one of the oldest children
God had introduced me to the rest
Of his young children
And his children had been very interested
In me
And they respected me
I
Also respect then
God had
Some black and white children
The black children loved me very much
I also loved the black children
Our God had fed us
Our meals every single day
We never starved
Also with our meal we Got
Some Orange juice to drink
Also it was God that gave our clothes to wear
We had worn our clothes every single day
Also we had been responsible for our
our hygiene
We had our shower every single day
And we always changed our clothes
The dirty clothes went inside the
Laundry bag
God washed our dirty clothes
Every Friday
So we had clean clothes to wear
Also when we had been babies
God had baptized us
Today God's younger children
Are teenager
They had there communion
Three months ago
And during there communion
They had cried out of joy
Our father had thought as how to
Pray
And we never forgot how to pray
We did it before we went to bed
Every single night
Also we live by our father's rules
We never broke any of our
Father's rules
Because our father would punished
Us
Our father is very restricted
Specially when we lie
Or father hate lies
He only wants to hear the truth
I know that I will die one day
And I will be in heaven
The young children
Will come to my funeral
I am a hundred percent
Sure that the young children
Will miss me when I am gone
The young children still have
There lives to live
Here on earth
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