Thursday, February 25, 2016

the sins will not run away


The crooks on the round table
They smile to each other with their loots
Hiding it so well on the familiar road
They don't have to say

Now they sit and plan
The next trip to take ahead
As an old saying goes
Hit while the iron is hot!”

The good still saying
Shouting at the blocked gates
They shout and use placards
The crooks just smile away

The sun gathers its rays
Hitting through the window panes
The reflection of a sign
The crooks cover their eyes

They know what they see
The sins will have to be paid
The crooks know there is no escape
The wrath of The Lord there is no running away

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