Manipulative​ Hands

Shouldn’t be talking to me this humble Saturday morning
Whispering meanness in my ear as this disturbs me much

The devil must be in a rage, these must be the last days
I know, it’s only to keep me backward plan
From completing my deepest works
I just need to cherish my sleepy habits
and then to see a manipulative hand
trying to scratch me down using old-time kerosine methods
The advantages are done as they voice their opinions for none