Keep a low profile
But don’t be
a goat of sacrifice
I was sober when things fell apart
I got moved by the shock
When “hi” to u a wretch say
lower ur pride
greet gently
then get away
Have no interest in risky games
Nasty is the taste of ciaos
Walk among the multitude
like an optimistic idea
Crossing an infant’s mind
Gentle and bright
a promising cloud
Knowing not when to rain.