I d really like to be a cat
In order nothing to seem bad,
In order just to care for
The food and sleep, and nothing more.
Cats do not care what's going on,
Remember nothing for too long,
And everything that cats can't bear
Is only water, dogs somewhere.
And what about every man?
Should I explain it with a pen?
We're scared of even going out.
I know without any doubt.
And this is all because of freaks
Who like to hurt if someone's weak.
And terrorists are also here.
They like to see the other's tear.
The hardest thing is knowing that.
"That" means the things we have to let.
There's nothing perfect to be done
To make all crimes now be undone.
I see this world becoming worse
And wonder: what's the main cause?
I think the answer is in us
But so.. There's nobody to trust...
4-6 марта 2005 г.
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