One by one the pin
will fall
It will be knocked
down to the drain
There it will
struggle to float or drown
By the current on
the heavy rain
Once it was in the
boat
Rowing down the
stream
Nothing would stop
it
There was no toll
to pay
Now the boat leaks
badly
The logs give way
to the water
One by one the nails
are released
Hitting it slowly
to the darkness
There is no saving
grace
It has to sink into
the deep dark drain
With all the
impurities circling around it
It is karma hitting
back
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