Wednesday, August 8, 2007

ONE

One has come.
One is here.
One to run to.
One to cry to.
One to love for a thousand years.
One to die for.
One to cry for.
One to love for a million years.

One is here

One is going down the only road of life.
one is going to die, sometime.
One is here.

One has fears, he came near to a tear.
One has none to call dear.

One is playing with all people lying.
One is singing to all folks dancing.
One is crying to all men mourning.

One is to be loved by you.
One is to be hated by you.

One to run to.
One to cry for.
One to love for a million years.

One is here.
One is here.

One is to be loved, if he is sane.
One is to be hated, if he goes insane.

One can speak, remember the past.
One can write and print it with trust.

One is here.
One has come to the end of the song.

One is found guilty of humane feelings for you.
One is to be hanged for humane feelings for you.

I AM THE 'ONE' I THINK SO.