SHALL

Shall 4

So many books on hold
My hands shake and never unfold
Stories within my soul untold
Time decays and us remain old
It's a well-knit tragedy of twofold
You think yourself bright and bold
Reality proves you are controlled
So many books on hold
I told
Numerous ones are written and sold
But has he ever attempted reading one?
One I wrote when him was the threshold !
No , the answer lies within
I heard your wails , wassails
You thought those could make you win
But never ever I had my skin
Plainly shiver .
I triumph instead
Wrote more and over me I saw you spin
Over my beauty and sticky skin
Once you had your chin
On my breasts !
Yea once ...
Now " for thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou
shalt be condemned "

Quote from Matthew