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The Nigerian Christian Woman worships a God more Interested in her Vagina than her Heart


The Nigerian Christian woman equates her Christianity to her sexuality

She measures her Christian Life with the number of men she has not slept with

Whenever she promises to draw closer to God and be a better Christian, she is indirectly saying she wanna practice celibacy

For some reason, she feels guilt whenever her pussy gets wet

She feels dirty whenever she longs for a tongue to lick and suck her pussy

She feels like Lucifer's daughter because she gets horny whenever she sees a couple kissing

She feels like Lucifer's right hand maiden whenever she has a healthy sexual desire

And so she runs to her knees and begs God for forgiveness

How God sits and laughs with Jesus, then later cries from pain out of so much ignorance

But it's not her fault

She was brought up by average parents to fear a God who is more interested in her virginity than her character and kindness

She was raised by mother's who didn't marry a virgin but will die enforcing virginity and chastity with a horses whip

"Don't allow a man touch you, you will fall pregnant"

"Don't make friends with boys"

"Don't bring boys home"

"Boys are bad except your brothers, uncle's and father's"

Then, you have a father who will use koboko on his daughters because he saw them standing with a boy, but will share a bottle of beer when his sons sleep with a legion of girls

So tomorrow when she becomes a lesbian, it's village people and the white man's culture

But it's okay, as long as she is still a virgin...right?

To her, she is serving a God, so obsessed with her vagina, he checks it every night with a Telescope from heaven

She believes God is so interested in her vagina, he pokes at night to know if a penis accidentally entered inside.

She believes God is more interested in her virginity than her Christianity

So she stays a virgin for her husband.. God's own representative on Earth

But you see her Christian Life, zero

Her morals, zero

Her personality, zero

She lacks discipline, attitude, selflessness, intergity and virtue

She has a heart as black as coal but a pussy as white as snow

And she is satisfied

She's a virgin, so she has a special place in heaven.

Should we tell them?

God doesn't need your pussy clean, he is not sucking it

He wants your heart good not pure, just good is enough

Your vagina doesn't interest him

You do!


© Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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