Good Deeds
Good deeds
My heart is filled with bitterness
When my neighbour brawls in life
I cheer at the struggle brought in
All his sweat I long be my pleasure.
My heart is filled with bitterness
When my brother makes it in life
I damn long for his fatal fall and all
His possession in my name after.
My heart is filled with bitterness
When I gaze at my nephews wife
I long for her torso to sweat in bed
I doing the going and coming in...
My heart is filled with bitterness
When my sister achieves her goals
My agitation rose with temper awry
I long her to fail and only I to propel.
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