Wednesday, June 04, 2008

heart of clean

Are you doing anything behind our backs?
For trust is something I lack
Borned with this face of mischeviousity
Yet heart so clean as aristocracy
Where is the T word
Chained with boobeetraps, whips and uncanny desires
Of heart so meek and desperate
To lurch into the cosmopolitan city
Of sin and despair
No protection needed
For experience teaches one everything,
That was how you learnt, wasn’t it?
And then you burst later to go left or right
Some take the narrow roads
Some jus take a flight
But none of this would be possible
If one never had the ability of sight
Trust, knowledge and wisdom
Is just worth the fight

Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 6/04/2008 12:11:00 am