When I first knew
about him
I could not think
that my behavior would met society
And I fell deeply in love with it
not my thoughts and words
I flied on the two wings
of first love of freedom and equality
I was facing the sun
Fortunately
I was not on the moon, or Mars, or Jupiter
Before I crashed
I came back to here
The sun is still there, but
I still believe the sun rises and sets
I'm seeing him again
Making up for my 2% shortfall
so that I don't envy the sun anymore
And be my two eyes
Wittgenstein.