Call Me A Sinner

My anger is more taller than my envy.
My deeds are more responsible than my appearance.

Call me a sinner

That the real me is more popular than my pretends.
That, my silence speaks because my words listen.

Call me a sinner,

For I chose not to exist than to be oppressed.

call me a sinner,

because I prefer to be known as a Giver than a Tither;
that I never forget than I remember.

call me a sinner.

Gilbert Sordebabari
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