Sunday, August 19, 2012

a white shell




Am See Egg
The protein yellow has gone
It is now a white shell
The hollow rings the loudest

The backyards of smell
Am See Egg cleans up the mess
Chasing after your enemy
You forget to lock your doors

Outsiders see the rubbish
The hoarders of selfish gains
The backyards running out of space
Stop and look inwards for a change

Am See Egg
The signs are written
On the wall of hearts
The minds just wait

It is best turning around
Cleaning up your mess
The backyards are full
People have known..

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