Someone once asked me what's my ideal guy like.
I didn't think much about my answer...
Nobody knows that
some people do all their best...
Lavishly flourished hills rolling softly
a cool night's early spring breeze...
He shot at watchdogs to take their jobs
Now he is followed by several mobs...
Humanity has no support to duty
Both contrary in dealing and punctuality...
Hello, my name is DRUGS - I destroy homes, tear...
At some time in past, pacing dispersed...
I met accidentally childhood a mate close to mine...
We are your sons, daughters, mothers, fathers...
We are doctors, teachers, politicians, clergies...
Close to the end of reality.
Two paces more...
Blot out whole emerging gesture
To demonstrate leading astray thy pace...
Deeper behind the bust
the softer bosom...
Good people
Resilient in temper...