Thief

To steal someone’s possession is a crime. Have you been a fool for a longest time? You easily get things that aren’t yours. The living thief who knocks and opens my doors. Aren’t you afraid that He sees you? Your soul is burning in less than count of two. A thief who have lost in a solemn place, How could you smile in front of my face? Do you know what conscience means? Should I guess no cause’ you’re making big sins. A professional one who is still an unknown, Why can’t you have good things on your own? To steal is probably your thing. You have no idea that it isn’t so much of cling. So please stop while it’s too early, Before karma strikes you so fiercely.