Monday, February 10, 2020

the pond of frogs


The pond of frogs
They croak hard for their own
They don't care outside the pond
They say it isn't their affair

They want own kind
Jumping joy in the pond
Gather the faithful
Sing a secret trade song

They have their religion
They have their song
They have the population
But they don't own God

This is the imbalance
They can't understand
The frogs in the pond
They jump high and fall

Yet they still sing
On the heavy rainfall
Croaking the whole day
They don't have to do a thing

The pond of frogs
The future they say it's the same
They will live as it is
Nothing to worry rain will fall

The pond of frogs
They want own kind to sing
Populate the pond
Grow in numbers weak of minds

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