The winter was around
The snow was falling
Clouds occupied the day and so
People forgot how much heat the sun has
The lion was resting
Was sleeping in his den
The hunters so visiting
Forgot the danger from lion they can have
The rivers drying up
Flowing steadily
In the summer of their faith
And the shores so forgot
How much disastrous the river can be
The clock was tickling
The time was passing
Those passing the time
The fire was in a pot
Used as a lamp
People getting it's light often
Forgot the burn that fire can cause
People celebrating with swords and knife
Singing the blues
Along with those witnessing the sight
Often were the people who forgot in mind
The cuts and bloods that sword can dry
So am I
So are You
So is everyone who are taken as due
But the sun
The river
The time
The lion
The knives and swords
Never leave anyone in misconception and doubts
So will I
So will you
And those misjudging
Will stand in mid
Neither of sky nor of earth
But of a place made up of
Their sinful works.

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