Singapore Employment Act Probation

Marannancadda My

You, who looked at me so proud.
You, the one that stands above the crowd.
You, the living dead
That killed all the living.
You, the punishment that hunts you.
You, the fucker who scape it.
You, burning in hell, I know so.
Torn to pieces over and over
by the ones you put there.

Alone I sit and wait
For your soul to reborn again.
I sit alone in here
Fist enraged, fist as stone.
Fist to claim the souls of millions.

Who are they?
Who do you think they are?
Hidding behind your mask of power
They are the you that survives.
Thousands are waiting by their doors,
Fists enraged and bloodshot eyes wide open,
Mouth smashed and eyes well blackened.

All of them,
who play that unceasing hymn of protest,
All of them,
Who's voice will never be shut
'cos their pain will never be over.
You and all of them to
Robbed Them therian lifes,
Their Future and Their peace. That
Dangerous play games you've cost
this world and all the Others That will come.
All of Those motherfucker ...

Painless White Tongue Infant

Hong

Chile is a fungus. Derby
flavors, mushroom shapes.
Hallucinogen and wonderful, but tortuous and unsuccessful.
scrap comes the timeless beauty of our roses,
of roses falls eternal filth of our everyday.
Schoolers years, days and days,
Dogs enjoy and suffer
lost love of the maiden home.
That dances to a Lalo
and cry the red shed by Pino.
Who am I to say "stop"?
Who are you that happy with speeches and false allegories?
A sweet country and its colors,
A sad story that precedes us,
That all is no more belongs
from the earth and dirt, Chile is
fungus

Chickenpox Images 1st Signs

The boy with the abyss

fixed guy against a wall.
days, hours, without food or sleep.

THINK FOR YOURSELF .

A huge explosion outside his window
destroys its appeal.

QUESTION AUTHORITY

Destroy
small black sphere that formed between him and the wall.

YOU TO THINK FOR YOURSELF QUESTION AUTHORITY MUST

In the street a large crater
between two huge buildings.
The boy ran out of the building directly facing

crater and people around him. Steady
stares into the middle and deep
same.
Days and nights
billion people crossing in front and behind him. Slowly
inside out
a millimeter a day
close the crater in front of the intrepid boy
sucking and expires only with every millimeter.
His beard grows and grows along with the shekels

moon and his face
aging along with the birth of each new life.

THE WAR ON DRUGS

The boy comes to his bedroom again, with a large
amount of beauty in her face, Motuda
that covers everything.
The bathroom, the mirror is installed
staring at himself.
Millimeter by millimeter
the beautiful fine
slow and deliberate retreat to hide in full within the dermis.

IS A WAR ON PERSONAL FREEDOMS


Relying on the wall before watching intently,
the boy hit his head
eyes tightly closed to
dropping a tear over
and swallows his pain along with their saliva.
sits back in its original place, look to the sky
silencing a scream. Fixed
his eyes again, the little black world
reappears.