In the wasteland, di aldo Kraas

In the wasteland

I see all the city’s garbage stored there

And the things that are stored there are

Old tires, dirty diapers, furniture and toys

And everything else that I can think of

That is a new poem
Written by
Aldo Kraas

My father How I love To have That untitled Painting hanging

You are feeling tired tonight After a long drive in the car From work All the way back home And

Intuition abandon me Finally Today But before I had the intuition that

My gramma Took no chances She had bought The sunflower seeds And she had planted

I wanna pray with somebody That Is also a Christian like me Also we need to pray for our Father Before we go to bed

Inside of Aldo’s life The curtain doesn’t rise anymore After 14 years And it is so painful for me to see… And to live with the fall every si…

I am also proud To belong to the Polvo Brazileiro Also many years when I was born one Brazilian

A brand new day in my new house I can smell the scent of coffee I am ready to start a brand new da… I am lucky that I don’t have to g… And

Niger Cozier It is too bad That my Father Made a Niger Like you

I am powerful with my words Because I use them When I am talking each day with t… That I come across with And the message that I am sending…

All about my Father He is the one that Made us Many years ago And we are here

When I am feeling down When I need someone to talk to I will turn to you, My prince of peace Come into my heart

People The love of God Is pure That he is giving To you every

We are trapped In a no win situation And we are all blacks Buying joints from The drug dealers in the street

No body told me That I have to stay hydrated During the Summer Yes I am drinking lots of water To stay hydrated