I refuse

I refuse to let years

Dilute me

I refuse to let normal

Confuse me

I refuse to let ideal

Consume me

I refuse to let you

Still me

If Love is Freedom

_{To be single or not to be}

_{Is it a question whether to be free?}

_{Can the love of your love be freedom…}

_{As solitary life seems a condition?}

The Father's Love

A leaf: a touch of nurture

A wooded forest: the Father’s arms

A sweet smile: a glimpse of mercy

A tearful forgiveness: a wave of the Father’s love

Where There Is No Dream

Running towards the Dream, citizens?

I’m running to find a country’s sons

Who have no dream, no ambition