Jail
In Jail
Ringing penance bell
No bail
Till decaying of Sin
Have to live in this bin
Dark and insects
Sin decaying facts!
Weeping wife,
Growing child
Outside make all strife
Throw the knife
Find these bloods
go on against your life!
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2018
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