Preword 003

Sometimes by watching outside, there is no thoughts.
There may be words presented, and feelings, but whose concern?
And why does someone should be bothered,
That something happening to someone out there?
The world that outside is always changing,
There`s no stagnation in the progress,
While mind and creativity are in the state of freedom...
And yet, there always would be those who`s in denial.
Who doesn`t see your point, and never would.
So why you should be bothered by those who sees the flesh
As something to please their lustful gazes and desires,
Just look around yourself, and notice those whose look is gentle,
Is full of love and care... But no. You turn your back again...
And left alone was I again, with too confusing feelings,
I gazed upon my hand that you hold gently, but now you holding someone else.