OH MY WAILING SOUL

 

 What an adventures task
    You entrusted on me
    Let me know things
    Which persuade things
    Giving such risky grand
                  Earth of my embassy wraped
                  With awful darkness
                   Enemy of that darkness
                  Wholly srange to human birth
 Inventious lantern perplered
 Infront of darkness
 Of embassy as puppet-of my child
 Iam blind about
 my foot fall
Passing through
Iron steps of retreat
                      Oh listener....before your blame
                       On my bound
                       Being a defeated cane
                       Let me rent your ears
To whisper that
My embassy is
to elect "an innocent man"
Of your hi-tech era
   

                       (Bazi.... )