Walk <br />so stupidly, see <br />the road seems empty, talk softly <br />with staggering voice in <br />the glass you fool, <br />make <br />everybody laugh <br />as you dance and look <br />honestly, <br />alas! <br />the purse your <br />fingers hold without <br />a single penny. <br />hurry your home <br />is <br />so near yet! far way <br />and the feet slowly waving <br />going to the ground <br />and the eye plays <br />the hide <br />and seek....what a pity friend <br />in the soil you <br />cramp <br />and your day <br />might not see the sun <br />wake up, <br />everything is just for <br />fun, forward <br />everything will be fine <br />lead your way <br />as you drink again, be home my friend<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-home/
