Laughter a times a cover of evil
The discord is cascading in daily life,
No  'good' man is happy with prosperity,
Smiles runs our heart but brethren i tell you none is genuine in this era of  insincere gentiles.
Deep inside us is a burning fugitive ready to devour.

Just but  the need of the juice in the  cane,
That sugar in a sweet sugarcane overcomes  taste ,
Overcomes the desire.
The infamous end of the cane.

End this chapter starts another
Be aware brethren,
The current world has a shortage of good Samaritans.
These gentiles - *** fugitives are serpents in fish's version.
The end of the cane gonna be chaotic.