I DON'T CELEBRATE VALENTINES (Part 2) By: E. D. Oghre

I don't celebrate Valentines. I know you want to know that, so let me tell you why.
Because it is the most stupid day ever celebrated, I mean a day to celebrate love
Shouldn't that be everyday.

I mean seriously, I mean the Bible says show love every day, and never was Valentine mentioned.

I mean imagine if God says he only shows love on Valentine's Day God will be like "hey let me go bless that boy" and angel Micheal will reply "too late it's after 12, Valentine's Day is over" and God just goes "oh well, until next year" How silly will that be?

And worst of us, this generation, I mean our generation have even make it worse (hey guys clap for yourself's )
I saw a picture which said, 'Valentine's day, the reason why a lot of November children are born' (all the November children in the house say hi)

I mean how did sex turn to love, How did that happen, They don't sound alike, not even the say spelling or anything So how I mean did the devil just come and say 'hey look, 'and as we turned, he switched love for sex
Is that what happened So to me
I don't celebrate Valentines Because for a Christian everyday is Valentine's. (a day to show love)

Signed by
©E. D. Oghre

Artwork by: Bertha Onyekachi

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