Like the roots of weeds
Underground
Evil is planted in your heart
By evildoers who want you to
Be an evil doer
The rain pours down while the
Weeds take in water to sprout
Ready and steady to destroy the
Mortals
Like a person who tells lies after
Lies and finally becomes a
Professor in lying
As they grow the exhaust Nutrients from the group for
The plants and are sought
To be uprooted
He finally becomes a criminal
Among other criminals who is
The most wanted criminal
But one thing is for sure
Vanity of vanities
Vanity of vanities
For all is vanity
©takunda
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