That poor little black guy
He was almost caught by the arms of darkness
If the angels were not there
To lift him up and showed their illuminance
He has pure white teeth and heart
Knowing what he needs to do, yet too tired to achieve it
That poor little black guy
Life has been taught him numerous things
Now, he is crying alone in the dark
Mourning one of the pearls of his life
Which would never ever go back again
That poor little black guy
With our little wings we can not bring you to fly around in the blue sky
Yet, we always spread it as your umbrella
And give you love and the beautiful lesson of a sincere human love
That poor little black guy
is wishing that that everything bad would be ended soon
the beautiful night will come again with its full moon
after tonight, I hope it will come soon
-Den Haag, 21/06/2011-
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