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.