After one day of satisfaction pass,
One night of wonder take the chance and last,
I almost miss the golden time in class,
Where I meet people and they have me blast,
After all my future is quite not clear:
To work, or not to work: I must not ask,
Not to work is cleary trap death comes near,
And to work is to suffer with a mask;
But it depends on what you are doing:
Happy work leads happy life and good health,
It’s not always rainbow roads we’re walking,
There’s something for the price of wealth,
What I write may not make sense to all thee,
Remember: this place is the mind of me.
The Poems-in-my-mind Distributer! 