When the dark fills the room
having continuous sadness,
I\'ll never get frightened by
the echoes from the
moving shadows
B\'se a pure comforting love
from a perfect human
filled my dead heart then
So with jst a whisper
from my soul keeper
in my deaf left ear,
I\'ll never fear the sad in this
awkward white man\'s world.
dmg makaveLi wrLd, 2000.