2008-09-29 12:55:14Mo (Jo Jo) Rill
Dear boy
Dear boy
I don’t know you
No one did
You drift, like an island without root
Unfolding nostalgia of missing boots
Then with a dramatic turn you vanished
Into the black hole of devotion and hatred
Dear boy
They don’t know you
Behind deserts and crowded cities
Only vague figures of foreign clothing
Rude and biased they might had been
Yet there flowed the same blood of mankind
Into the black hole of devotion and hatred
Dear boy
They don’t know you
Behind deserts and crowded cities
Only vague figures of foreign clothing
Rude and biased they might had been
Yet there flowed the same blood of mankind
While canvases were bloodily torn
You had left no space
For the true spirit of debate
Your name will only be spoken
With dead bodies and grave frowns
Exactly the way you wanted to be renowned
Isn’t it
Dear boy I miss you
Though I’ve never known you
The world have lost you
And we claimed the fault
So why won’t you come back
From the most winding road of them all
For the true spirit of debate
Your name will only be spoken
With dead bodies and grave frowns
Exactly the way you wanted to be renowned
Isn’t it
Dear boy I miss you
Though I’ve never known you
The world have lost you
And we claimed the fault
So why won’t you come back
From the most winding road of them all
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