Pain, or rather pains,
gain, or rather gains,
a tear, or rather tears,
bargain of life, or rather bargains of life,
which builds a strong soul?
somebody’s dying wish,
a regret or a final good deed?
we say white is Godly and black is evil,
but why hide from the whitest clouds and merry under the blackest clouds above us?
so what’s Godly and what’s evil?
a surprise to me, a confused thought towards my fore fathers,
the thickest waist attracts the eyes of men but not their hearts,
thirty two teeth qualifies a man to be matured,
what does that make me? a man with less teeth but with hairy legs and a big beard with partly grey hair?
a tear, or rather tears,
pain, or rather pains,
your mouth says you are young but your skin says you are getting old,
gain, or rather gains?
Dark hands 