Tell that Man
That he saw and paw me naked,
I am not wicked,
For there is much about me,
For there is much he didn't see,
'Did you see my mind naked? '
Why should you walk scornfully,
With a poignant tug like you've won nobel
That was just but a piece of my beauty
Why wail at every moving ear?
Tell that Man,
He knows very little about me,
Now that I fell short to match his wee,
'Did you see my heart naked? '
That went beating inside that thatched hut,
It's emblems and loving nature,
That I pity even his easily hated nature,
Poor are those whose motives are evil
For they shall be shortlived, .
Why should you venom my good heart?
Tell that Man,
I didn't know it would get to this,
Nor do I regret, no not at all,
'Did you see my dreams naked? '
Disgraced is his little ability,
That says our every minute with insanity,
My dreams a loud and valid,
I just used you as stepping solid,
That you're a bold man doing chauvinism
I brand you misogynist and a blind pauper.
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