Fulani's Philosophy

Haiku I mean because life is a mystery sky is clear and serene one draw these grasshoppers- I want to pass I want to smile may be love is hand to mouth or may be we eat to live or may be we live to eat because here is domestic- even cowards are our brothers because I can't sleep anyhow, nothing is scarce rather it goes through before me is a thought in letters and words- others are mode, mean and median and still others are bound around wisdom is a reason- here, between ends of a bridge and even among houseflies butterflying around nods? are but words of body gestures a crocodile lamenting and courting or something tonight case may be different, may be tough I fear flies and see tomorrow is an election day oh! my head and heart! may be next season fire may be abundant in vitamins I digest two morsels of favourite food did I wink to right or left? after all I am taking precautions isn't it? this station here smoke rising in snow and wind like a privatization of facial expressions hark and damn? I think everybody is free? and everything? toast to me twas? I think we will leave here for Malabu? isn't it? something is a dream in wings of east and west isn't it?... some haikus to fancy weather of rainbow may I blow my nose? and brush my teeth?.