Philosophy Of Fuel Oil

PREFACE:

This book is collection of poems, but that’s not on the first place.

Firstly, there are my reflection and philosophy. You can disagree, but you should admit…

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Good morning, my wonderful world

How can I said this powerful words?

How can I feel that pain again?

Pain of lies and pain of gain..

Pain of truth is incredibly fool

How can you tell that it’s probably cool?

Don’t talk no more, be that father of it

That want to be sure that the people admit

BLACK MATTER’S KINGDOM

You’re not a good belly to carry the time

Burden of dirty awaits in his mind

It’s not educator, and it’s not in my mind

That worm in the dark, which is eating your rises

Rises of nothing, rises of it

The biggest, the painless old fairy bleed meat

It’s our fault that we try to be bad

We don’t try at all, my devil is glad..

PHILOSOPHY OF FUEL OIL (P. 2)

Who is here? Who are you? And what you need?

Want a meal? Of our fears? Or want a bleed?

Don’t be so greedy, give them blessing

Your marvellous ave is always chasing