I tremble like a rabbit before it's demise,
sitting in the hole paralyzed,
by the snakes penetrating eyes.
A word to the wise,
the enemy often lies,
he has many spies,
he hides right beneath the prize,
he is the lord of the flies.
Listen to the song of magpies,
they are warning cries,
to help you realize,
his rabbit hide is a disguise.
This a subject I can not stress enough, for we are all deceived by the ways of evil, we often are enticed by promises of worldly things. I want to more than anything to have my brothers and sisters with me and not with him. Peace and love be to you all!
-Kristian Alexander George