Though the weak and through the wounded,
Through the strong and through the stupid.
To the power and to the poses,
To the signals and to the closest.

Time is short and unpredictable,
A scent of wonder and able.

In which he soils his good self in the hands of evil,
And life gone bad, its done and sizable

Through the mighty and through the sightly,
Through the mains and through the minors.
To the world and to the tears,
To our fate and to our ears.

Copyrights 2014: Beautifulove
Sincerely,
#WeBelieveInYouKris