-::POVERTY::- INSAN ALI SK - TopicsExpress



          

-::POVERTY::- INSAN ALI SK YOU are the spirit of cruel-heart Depriver and destroyer-art. Your black heart cant catch any mind And your freedom fame wings every wind. WHY are you moving every where CANT delight hide its sphere. POVERTY, why are you unable to hold me to peak? I am a man of sick!! No, No, I an a man of blood and flesh WHERE any peak of dreams can build its glass. BUT naught poverty, with your cruel axe Snatching all of my SOLE-CASE I fall upon the of the thorns of life ! I bleed ! O God give me the spirit of wild WHICH chariote all its saplings Drive away all of my dead thoughts and powers I can overcome her all assence.
Posted on: Mon, 24 Jun 2013 06:56:06 +0000

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