Monday, January 10, 2011

Life With Art

The story-mory of me.
Everything look perfect in my eye
God creatures seem so perfect.
A smell of flower.
A flew of cloud.
The birds are hanging on the wire.
Suddenly,it fly away.
It chased by a monster.
That holding a weapons.
A minute later,there's small child crawling down the hill
With his two legs,with his two arm
tears are falling down.
a heavy rain came from the other side
bring along a sand storm
time is running out.
a lightning pounce the child
All in the hands of god



Stop child abuse
Stop illegal hunting
Stop pollute this mother earth
This not ours


I'm a moving propaganda machine
Spreading my opinion to you
RESPECT,LOYAL,APPRECIATE
CHANGE OUR PERCEPTION
ONE WORD MAY CHANGE THE WORLD

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