Stripes of Simplicity
Left , Right , Left
Left , Right, Left.....

As Beautiful as a sweet rabbits coat
Born to run wild
Held fast in the arms of its giving
pure prosperity in the essence of a touch

I can feel the rage already
in the accusation of blame
Take it, take it

but I can't.
My hands would be cut off from me
and my arms locked

and then, who would hold the rabbit?