i sense there is talk about me
but i just dunoe about what
too many small-hearted people
with too little things to occupy them
perhaps
nobody ever asks me anything
i am always the last to know
if something is about me
shouldnt they
as Yun Feng so rightly puts it
get the answer from the horse's mouth
perhaps people dnt expect the truth from me
do i look that dishonest
or do i look that fierce
.....
only the ravens know
and the vultures wait and watch
for the bodies to fall
and then they pick their meal
in a corner
hurriedly before the hyennas come
the social hieracy works that way...
life is too short
to bother about talk
unless its a true communication
between 2 humans
that enriches the soul
and bring us closer together
my heart beated
plop .. plop .. plop
in huge big plops
as i stared into that face
those light brown eyes
why must life be soo complicated
sighz
sleep beckons
it will not be ignored
its time to say buenas noches
thank you for the shout-out
all the way from Barca
it really made my day
but of course
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