I live like a worm
I'm not important
a pile of dust mud
crawling in the green earth
I am even in the hell earth
I met a devil and his children
they made fun of me
when I woke up in the night
my thoughts were all troubled
I wrote a few little verses in
diary of an earthworm
I continued my journey
I saw important people
the strippers of the dream
boiling in tar tanks
and shout from all over
in the morning of happiness
I pray and I cry
in the evening I walk in
the evil comedy
life is not clear,
evil is everywhere
the pains are in me
and more in my worm soul
life gave me a bad role
in this appalling comedy
without complaining I like the silence
my life is near the mother
I served as a bridge for the child entity
at the time of crossing
blindness they entered
in a desert a large open-air prison
where everything is forbidden!
without complaining
In this hellish life I only had
trouble! Over the years
meanwhile ! I dream ! I dream !
Dream is my paradise !