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~~ Drawing by Me:)
~~ People like this little girl make you stop and think about all the things you have, about all the things you take for granted instead of cherishing them for what they are - gifts.
~~And this little girl makes you wonder where from do people like her take the strength to laugh?
~~ Rest in peace, Shiloh Pepin!

The Good Man …
The Good Man is there,
Not pure, not perfect, not a saint
But The Good Man is there
Born by the power of God and all angels
Made by the power of own choice and will.
The Good Man is there-
Fighting his demons,
Erasing all possible masks,
Taking his chance,
Standing up for his beliefs
even when the world stands against.
The Good Man exists
Somehow there is a Good Man in all of us
It’s up to our choice to reveal his face to the world…
The Good Man is not strong as a wall
But he finds himself in an endless war with himself and his demons.
The Good Man is not perfect
But he finds himself in a ceaseless seeking of beauty and harmony.
The Good Man is not holy
But his passions find their roots in his seeking of truth.
The Good Man is there
But you won’t see him if you look for perfection
Being good is nothing easy
It takes patience, faith, trust and love
…for yourself and for the others
It takes Time, Strength and Errors.
The Bad Man is there too
But don’t despise him..
What would the Good Man be without the Bad Man?
The Good Man…
The Good Man is there
Not pure, not perfect, not a saint.
You think you're free,
But you are slave to their stupidity.
You think you're well,
But you are ruined by their demagogy.
They sell you lies,
They say transition.
Why can't you see it's their ambition
To call like this our crisis?
They want you to choose them
Every time.
But in return they only give you
Promises and lies.
Freedom of speech – You bet you have it!
But only in your mind.
Because in real life you are too coward
To say what's wrong or right
You know your rights but you don't know how
To use them for yourself.
But every four years you learn how
To use them for their wealth.
You go now and choose the one
That you consider the best
Go and put another straw
To his comfortable nest.
All you have is for today
Cause you never know tomorrow.
With them leading you to nowhere
You'll soon see just pain and sorrow.
After choosing your "great" leader
You discover he has sins,
He loves crimes and assassins,
He uses you as toilet paper
Voice of rage you hear now screaming
Inside your ignorant mind
Between those cheap market clones – called politicians
Only the best you can't find.
Of course, now, you start to scream
That you want another leader
With your friends you make a team
REVOLUTION – is what now the best you consider.
Hey, you stupid man
Just turn and look behind your back,
You are the one who chose those men.
Why do you want to break their necks?