I wonder what will happen
I may never see her again.
At least I saw her before
Her smile were ten thousand suns,
And her eyes are galactic stars for sure

If this is life imagine death.
Rest in peach Cain Abel, Adam Eve and Seth
Call me a teacher, here to preach take your book out
Fallen angels lurking on the low, look out

My day started great,
Yet a demon laid in wait.
I ran as soon as I saw him
Before he could start talking.

It is raining inside
It is raining outside
I lost an angel
Her tears fell on my face.

I see blue skies
I see white clouds
I see dry trees
I see snow particles blowing in the breeze.

Snow everywhere
Fresh winter air
Snow covering the willow
Snow blowing on the window.

Birds whistling  
Cars driving
Wendy sleeping.
The B seventeen stop at the traffic light
Six fifty four, it’s almost daylight.
The sky is grayish blue
I see trees and houses too.
The traffic light is red
I see the highway from my bed.

The color of our skin shouldn't define who we are and how we are treated.
The pigmentation of our skin shouldn't segregate human beings.
It is foolish to fight amongst ourselves.
What are we fighting for black and white?
What are we fighting for hot and cold?
Clearly blacks came from a tropical environment,
And clearly whites came from frigid environment.
Colors where invented by I don't know who,
And for I don't know what,
But we use colors to segregate ourselves,
And we should be ashamed of ourselves.
There is much more to life than segregation,
Hopefully one day we will recognize the importance of each other