Who Tells

What do you say now? Is there anybody who want to foul? Standing behind and knocking, Little lady....I see this sparkle rocking, Life is full of dream, Can't distinguish the laughter from the scream, Out from the frying pan...straight to the fire, Serif stuck to support.....I never mind, No answer but I'm super, Have mercy,oh kind! Life is full of twisting,....I and that lady felt in a deep love, No money but made each other have, I was just a dreamer,..... Questions we both asked,...why this night is not for our two? Gradually protracted the range of pain from our affection shoe, Her complexion is beyond the pan of ebony, It was silly, Watching her in a magazine! Liberating men on their gusts is sequentially annihilated by power....But what should I say then? A prediction propels the phsychologist... but what is the outcome from that list? What is the source of inspiration laid under the equilibrium of an action? A beige model,...thus the life prospects of a solemn speaker. Endeavoring the downcast,setting pinnacles to catapult those beneath, what is the supremacy of outcasts limit? Elude with nothing but a pinched of a capricon's feather.... Rich man sitting in a pub....unconscious of his expense, A white coloured worker aim at counting even a penny. It's a secretion to tie many, Veil the remarks of the low class in society, Makes an uncovering of their best nasty, Keep on jeopardizing the honorary of a paupers good motives in building societal ray, Wax blended with a marble clay. Yeah!....yeah! A swampy worms will be their king size bed.... A pinhole camera is before an eye...gonna see,right! Just an optimal glance welled, It's branded with a momentum....if Job was shield with the pinion of might.