Compositor: pitti dias
You head is boiling
But the streets are shiny
You go direction
You mind won't go anymore
What has no future
Screamed for decades in your face
Leaving hurts
Intolerance traces
As if we went back
To the caves
Your feeling are worth gold
Your head is your guide
The world needs you more
The poet doesn't need explain
The wise need not repeat
The fool doesn't need to understand
When you fly free through the skies
Pick the best fruits
Drink the best water
Sleep in the best bed
Seek the best pleasures
Your body and mind
Deserve the Best