Osugi

jwhhobbs22
Jan 10, 2025
1 min read

Evil never sees until it is too late

It weeps when safe

And the broken body

The snapped dreams

Beat down psyches

And harm

Has already been done

For the pride and greed

Spite washed down with envy

Stay even in ‘redemption’

So very sorry

With not a tear

Not a sigh of lament

And all of the endless

Petulant words

Ever make a bit of difference

To what lies cold

At villainy’s hand.

Be kind to good, cautious to the bad. Stay safe.

J.W.H. Hobbs.

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