Arriving at another station
Makes you decide from the situation
Life is full of messages, warnings
Through friends, relatives; it never waits
...
I looked up
My eyes tell me she's delightful
But I am in doubt
I have been tricked so many times
...
First let me get your attention
In using my pen as my AK-47
More like my keyboard
As I am a modern revolutionist
...
Looking for the inner peace,
I am walking down my street,
...
"To be or not to be? " Is that the question we ask?
English literature and Shakespearean soliloquies,
...
Your truth claims to be a reality
While her truth is the reality
Your truth is just another fallacy
While her truth states actuality
...
I would like, I would like to thank you all…
Thanks to the Soldier that serves his country
Saying he has no well-power other than conformity
...
I am another orphan, the son of war
I am a product of genocide, my parents were killed
...
So I try to think of myself as Special
A bit supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
...
I am a lost child who's trying to find his real parents, so started to write words that rhyme thinking I have a poetic talent)
The End
Arriving at another station
Makes you decide from the situation
Life is full of messages, warnings
Through friends, relatives; it never waits
Death has no remorse, it never cares
You have your plans for tomorrow, for when you're old
It has its plans whenever it comes
All we can do is get on with our lives
Keep it at the back of our heads
And prepare for the day it arrives
In memory of Mourad Keskas