Monday, April 23, 2012

I

I was,
A jockey with no horse,
A lion with no mane,
A fighter with no cause,
The man with no aim.

I am,
A giant with no might,
A gladiator with no glory,
A sun with no light,
The man with no sorry.

I will be,
A king with no knight,
A hunter with no cage,
A day with no night,
The man with no rage.



2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Never trust Indians, you treat em' nice, they hit your back and slay you

they copy your style,
making fun of you, like ur a child,
dissing you behind your back,
they just want to attack,
they keep laughin'
saying he's crazy,
I tell U, it aint funny,
There's no more talks for Peace,
It's real, so now be deceased.

Random Guy said...

Err.. Okay. What seems to be you're problem, dude? Since you can't piss me off personally, you trying to piss me using some racist statement? Haha! Like I said before, I don't get pissed off by immature statements from immature anonymous. Get yourself some guts and try posting more mature stuff unanonymously.