"A way to Fool’s Paradise" (original poem)
Slowly I’m thinking for a while,
Spending on days on feet,
Spending nights on writing.
Change illuminated my life goals,
I shall help myself grow,
Life will take its shape.
Play the sound of dauntlessness,
Setting behind the crowd of your thoughts,
Light it with colorful musing.
But every day I plan for the inevitable,
Yes, the inevitable pain, hurt and passion,
But what is this world of fool’s paradise?
-Tikatarot-
Watchwords:
Left a
World
Better
Celebrate
Along
