Show Me Your Soul

All type of bodies are posing in front of me All type of bodies are trying to attract me Big bodies, round bodies, plump bodies Rhythm-less body with no shape Walking aimlessly around the place I am not interested in any of them even if they are appointed by heaven So I held my head steadfast And pretend not to see them Every day I see dressed up frame Parading up and down the street Some of them holding a child in their hand Showing the explosion of the next generation The children are dressing smart and it shows that Their parents have their interest at heart Men and women stare curiously at me As if I was some kind of mystery buried in the deep They looked at me as if I was embroiled in some infidelity They want to know what I am doing And they want to know what keep me going Inquisitive expressions covered their faces And voices of antropism and tribalism hurling around around the races I must have seen them in the past, When the earth was baked with snow And the passion of the time was rocking with glow I thought for a while and chuckle a little smile Then went back to the official guide I have taken from them nine out to ten And I have beaten them seven times around the bend. The exterior is very loud, and the interior likes to shout What to do with them, I just cannot comprehend I thought for a while and continue to observe from a mile The street has suddenly become busy Easing the horrors of poverty, how can they be so upbeat in the perishing heat The summer wear has disappeared and the Christmas gears has reappeared A new character is parading around the town With a destiny that is outward bound The body as is the skeleton of things And when I rip it apart the final can start You see I am not attracted to a person’s body It is the person’s soul that attracts me Who dear you to love me? If you want to get the full view of things You must penetrate the soul of the base And you must make haste When the base is torn apart there is nothing for the soul to rely on. If the column that holds up the base is weak You can cut into the soul very deep They represent states and cities and hefty councils If you focus on the soul everyday it will lead you astray When mutiny is rocking the base Confusion will be felt all over the place Pull them apart then unite again And you will not feel ashamed Get to the heart of the soul and you will never grow old Get to the heart of the soul and be bold Integrity is reason and it is felt in all season When there is no integrity with the base, They will definitely lose the race I am not attracted to your clothes, I am only attracted to your soul