When Vipers Sing (Poem)

I see you crippled by the endless pains

Which claw at the mind and senses.

I see the nest of vipers whisper

Behind your back and

Sing songs of themselves.

They wrap the truth in skins of fruits

That are long since past their prime.

Some do think you cannot fight

Yet you fought in years of recent past.

Smite the vipers one by one

And beat this darkness alone.