why is i got many thing to speak about
but never now how to speak loud
why did God allowed the rain to full from the cloud
but not cloud from cloud
why is hard to say bye not hey
but simply you now if it wasn't that hey you wouldn't say bye
why is everyone acting like they now freedom is
but much you know there is no such thing
if i cant understand where you from ,why waste time on me
why is so hard to believe that money really can pay the best love you saying it impossible
but much you know we still have people saying i rather have love than money
it is a same situation of two man begging to not die, the other one having better chance than the other one to die the second round
why are you reading what i am telling
why are you buying what am selling
why you lying  when you know you are dying
why are quite when you got alto to say.

They lie amidst
Twisted sheets
Legs entwined
And cigarettes in hand.
As the moonlight
Casts a glow upon her skin
He smiles to think
What fun it is to sin.

Dangerous Encounter
It was a June Saturday after dinner I walked along the docks
and noticed a man I knew putting crates of beer on his boat that
had an outboard motor. He lived on the other side of the bay and
invited me to come along and I accepted. In the middle of the bay,
The man slowed the motor his face was white as Arctic icicles, eyes
like burning lumps of lava, I felt cold and was in immense danger.
The man said: “if the boat capsized I could swim ashore, could you?”
His boat had oars I picked up one and placed it across my knees.
The man looked as he was making a move, I said: “I would not do this
if I were you.” At the pier I helped him taking the beer ashore, I didn’t
accept his invitation to come up to his house for a drink.
While waiting for the regular ferry, I had coffee at the local cafe and
noticed my hands were still shaking after my narrow escape from
a man who had ****** in his heart.