LITTLE SAINT

I am a little boy but
I am a little saint
                   I am a little lamp 
                   I pastured in sward
I hate my past days
I hate it like a burned cracker
                    When I denial my parents and
                    When I done false hoods
He saw me the proper way and
Warned me to walk on the way
                      When I felt despertion and 
                      Loneliness in my young life
I saw him like a shadow breeze
He told me good things like a friend
                       I understood the fact that
                        He was my Jesus
                            

LITTLE SAINT

I am a little boy but
I am a little saint
                   I am a little lamp 
                   I pastured in sward
I hate my past days
I hate it like a burned cracker
                    When I denial my parents and
                    When I done false hoods
He saw me the proper way and
Warned me to walk on the way
                      When I felt despertion and 
                      Loneliness in my young life
I saw him like a shadow breeze
He told me good things like a friend
                       I understood the fact that
                        He was my Jesus
                            

JOURNEY

When I was on a excursion,
I saw a stranger street;
     Bevy of girls and
     Bouquet of flowers;
Chain of events and
Chain of mountains,
     Gaggle of gheese and 
     Gang of thieves;
Posses of police and 
Ltter of puppies;
      I return to home with full of joy....