Painting with colures
of yesterday...
Everyday I watch and see
the days events past by...
dust is the truth of life
old mas sow seeds besides the highway...
The choices I have made in life
they all came with a price...
We live once
So forget about the pains...
I go in search of vitality
and innovation among...
Disparate visions, dwell in my mind.
Reels of metaphysical images...
It is everyone's virtue
I suppose...
We should just
help each other...
As the world goes to sleep,
as the infants cease to weep...
It doesn't matter what I think
It doesn't matter what I play...
If you were to pick me up
I'd tell you how you are...