Sorrows comes tomorrow
I see rain drops falling from the skies
Don’t be surprise that the victim lies with their eyes towards the skies
Mercy mercy the sinner says as he poisons his friend.
Cancer was their best friend in the end. Karma is a mans best friend but she can be good or bad.
So sad so sad he had to carry a heavy bag.
The night skies twinkle and charcoal burns across the skies. Lo and behold pandemic is getting bolder and the weather doesn’t seem colder. The ground moves like water is underneath. Smoke rises from underneath their feet. The East has two suns but the sun has set in the West. The humans faith will be put to test.
By: Prophet Iiramia
– Brotherhood of Sincerity