Some times I'm visited by thought
Stop words I wish to say
To have a patience asked by God
Tell same by other way
Don't hit the man by saying straight
The things he should to know
Pretend a bit, make darker light
Forgive, Forget & Go...
But other question always came
I don't - then who will do?
What is the reasons play this game
Isn't he belonging to...
This world? What's for to lie?
Defend him like he is child.
Without the knowledge he could die
When mets with life in wild
Thought
© Copyright: Romualdas Arm, 2003
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