Eyes of a crazy Driver,
Your steering the wrong way
Take a pretty yellow
and and make a dirty gray
Truth. It is in beauty
But you're truly a brutality
lick a tasty tickle
At beauties sweet morality
Like a moth.
to a flame
your the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everything is beauty. Fine. I invite you to read my poems and comment.