I have a dreamwe have a nightmarethat one day all menshall carry gunsand be judged not by the color of their skinbut by the color of their walletand f..
the pale floors are fullof stories, mostly hopefulbut she seems differentin a perfectly simple way"hi", a gesture children understandit's where friend..
take it like a manlike a liar selling his storylike a drunk burying painlike a hero burning his capetake it like a manchin upass openknees weakened fr..
so why Master?...why such discomfort as I am swallowed in joy?...for what gain must I bear this stone?...are my tears not enough to compensate the Sou..