Wednesday, February 11, 2015

the dust of the past year



The dust of the past year
The people will try to get it away
Cleaning and washing it up
Bright and shine the gods are coming

The sins of the past year
It has to be covered in bright colours
With it the bright reflection
The gods may not see

The rule of thumb
The house must be clean and tidy
The minds and souls must rid of impurities
It's a New Year let the past stay in its place

The wishes of many
The homeless can't find anything new
The poor will find it hard to pass the day
The sun will shine, the moon will smile

The stars will get light
Every eye looking up to the sky
Praying in many forms
For the gods are coming


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