Have you seen me?... If you have Can you please Tell me To come back
Destino Viene de arriba Leyendas El hombre De acciones
Drink..!..man!..drink! For some men! After these nights! Better they think!....
I am a bad man....
Some are born .the othets die Some walk The others cry Mountains, rivers
Those tales of Men who souls are… Those tales of virtuous bandits...…
The stars brightly shown perhaps Wisdom had been sprinkling the sky to calm the ones in the night who were looking ...searching....the mountains around giants full with life aromas, and...
Little bird, little bird Out side my window On the bobwire fence Fly away, fly away The beauty!..
I do not write poetry out of distr…
..tell me friend is life not like… It must take work to get a hold of ...ah..but after the work.... The golden sweetness..
Ah!..san diego!.....the city the gem tucked between mountain and sea where men of honor are made where strength is born in cultured people of immpeccable intent work is hard work is hon...
I think ill sit alone for awhile To call upon Wisdom so that my eyes might open Perhaps calm will come then And I will forget
how much is a robe of silk?...how much are the golden trumpets?...how much is a field of roses?...how much is a wall of marble?...how much is a kingdom between mountains of lions and me...
Para aser las cosas bien el homre…
Even if life is on a string... The man should enjoy his dinner.