hide the truth, all you want
but the truth is out there
tell as many lies as you want
but there are eyes, who see the truth
and may i say this
my poems are of the true
not my imagination...
there are bad men (all ages and sexes)
out there and when you
do not wonder what the real truth is
they do things right in front of your eyes
and you may not believe what you have just seen
but it did happen
just believe in yourself
because they are many
and some do read Poetry...
I may be crazy but its not my imagination
that i fear...
Its the real world where i ask myself
why have the News if no one will understand
when they see a real life victim...
writing, right in front of them...