The voice
Yes! I have that darkness to grow
I live under the wings of that crow
The love ,the lust burnt to the ground
Good natured people are those whom I frown

The eyes that stares me are only mine
No such factors I promote for my shine
Flow of my river causes leaves to curl
The stones,the plants in way are torned


The hood I carry hides the truth
The look I wear hides the truth
Blinking of my eyes tells the truth
All into this swirl I am only the truth