MR LITTLE
Knowing everything is doable, Asking the man to fly, Allowing his wings to touch the ground. •••• To push brings falling, To pull attracts standing, Can you know everything? Do you push or pull the ground? •••• Everybody is human, Few are mentally okay, Bringing all gold to the air, Causing the rush wind to parade, Bringing out dusks and sand to travel. •••• Nothing is too much, Something is extra, Killing the image of the gods at it's shrine, Tears flow like a river, Nothing meet each other, But something tells them to meet. •••• You can loom the water, Dredging the poor to pour, Knowing little or not word, Tiring the rod to form roles of the road, Kicking the liberal candle to quench it's flame, Creating problem to the stick. •••• How do you think about the meat in the pot? Using your dirty hand to dish out food stuff, Serving the service man a little dish to eat. Oh! Mr little, you are too much.