by L.G.Kamnqa
The evil minds are greatly kind
With soft and sweet voices-
comforting your plight for now
And hands with tenderness’
cuddling and wiping out your tears
Soon they’ll win your heart
Poisoning and steering one’s mind
All those will be blind as a dead horse
with copse covered with flies and ants
decomposing the factor of it’s survival
When your job is done-
your life will soon expire
And sooner than you could imagine
But it is never too late for God-
to reach out and heal your heart