Friday, April 24, 2020

the hanging rope for the bad souls



The hanging rope in the air
The long cool rope floating steady
By the wind it takes all
It doesn't change its colour or way

The day and night
It stays bright with a dull face
Swaying along if it likes its life
Capturing the cheating souls

Karma is whispering her words
The hanging rope grows hard and strong
Looking for the bad in its eyes
Capturing the bad souls

Nothing will change
As long as the bad still stays in place
The hanging rope will race
Finding its way to string the bad face

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