The Poor and His Souls

Oh! How pity he walked away, When the haughty made him cry, When the hasty lowered him down. He’s harsh in the environment, But why? His hardship in getting money, Made his life pitiable. His haste in raising his kids, Made the feeling of guilt Haunt him every second. He’s making no one harm. No one knew what he is suffering from, His haphazard way of living Made him really cry inside. And when he decided to defeat the pain He ended by the flame Warming and protecting his souls from the coldness of the world….