Our Shouting Is Louder Than Our Actions,

The Word Is A Bouncing Ball The Ruler Throws From His Balcony. The Word Has Been A Shot Of Morphine. Rulers Calm Their People With Speeches.

In The Summer I Stretch Out On The Shore And Think Of You. Had I Told The Sea What I Felt For You, It Would Have Left Its Shores, Its Shells, Its Fish, And Followed Me.

We Are A Thick Skinned People With Emtpy Souls. We Spend Our Days Playing Dice, Chess, Or Sleeping - And We Say We Are The Best People That Ever Came To Mankind?

The Female Doesn't Want A Rich Man Or A Handsome Man Or Even A Poet, She Wants A Man Who Understands Her Eyes If She Gets Sad, And Points To His Chest And Say : 'here Is Your Home Country.'

Never Believe A Man Can Change A Woman Those Men Are Pretenders Who Think That They Created Women From One Of Their Ribs