Like night creeping in when close to eve,
Bringing silence, suffocating darkness and a shield for evil deeds
Jealousy seeps in, when no one perceives,
Like a seed bearing fruits of hate and deceit
If not carefully pruned would bring strife,
Nurtured to much would be like a hanging knife.
Allowed to enter the heart it would fester and decay,
Until one day the price one pays.