A story.
Every night I’am watching movies.
Back to the time of grovy’s.
Into the future and space.
Hearing jokes, given me a smile on the face.
Now I’am thinking of a story.
With a good line and allot of glory.
It’s about a boy, how isn’t very self respect full,
Everyone in his past were mean and cruel.
He doubt on his self for many years.
Always crawling back, with so many tears.
But on one day, a very sweet song,
And from the minute it begon.
The begin of live,
Back in history I’ll dive.
People looking just like monkeys
Acting like a group of donkeys.
When the boy thought about them,
He just was feeling, for the first time, like a man.
He isn’t that ugly or stupid.
And now he is going to prove it.
Thinking of himself, in a better way.
Just look back, so easy to say.
Looking forward true the day,
Searching for a beautyfull pray.
Now he found that love,
Looking every day above.
Thanking for seeing the past.
Now his past is dust.
--Fulvipes-- Gedicht met boodschap
Knap/lelijk het is allemaal relatief.