Like night creeping in when close to eve,
Bringing silence, suffocating darkness and a shield for evil deeds.
Jealousy seeps in, when no one perceives,
Like a seed bearing Fruits of hate and deceit
If not carefully pruned would bring strife,
Nurtured to much would be Like a hanging knife.
Allowed to enter the heart it would fester and decay,
Until one day
Until one day the
Until one day the price
Until one day the price one
Until one day the price one pays.