Hatred sisters pretense
These are all I see,
Doubting whose trust I should keep
Nobody but even me,
Knows not the symbol of peace
that has love at ease.
The morning sun births the day
owning the evening i...
On sunday evening,
18th August,1994 i sat
in my room,on my flat nd pot-hole mattress,
Wit no gud,bt stinking beddings.
I stood up on my feet wondering
round-about in my expensive room
To nd fro jst pondering wit a lot of hopeless thoughts.