Creatings things is a horrid job
Creating things is a sin
Creating things against gods will
Creating things within
The mind is fragile like a baby
If nurtured the wrong way
It might come back to haunt u maybe
Just maybe some other day
And when the day comes to judge your sins
Sins of days long past
You'll wish u could have known such things
Such things u could not grasp
The End
~Daniel Nguyen