A Poem Is A Naked Person.

Life Is Sad, Life Is A Bust, All You Can Do Is Do What You Must.

There's Been Rumors Of War And Wars That Have Been The Meaning Of Life Has Been Lost In The Wind And Some People Thinkin' That The End Is Close By 'stead Of Learnin' To Live They Are Learnin' To Die

[bob] Dylan's Broken-heart Songs Are So Much Better. Like "simple Twist Of Fate".

Oh, Time Is Short And The Days Are Sweet And Passion Rules The Arrow That Flies.

Shadows Are Falling And I've Been Here All Day/it's Too Hot To Sleep, Time Is Running Away/feel Like My Soul Has Turned Into Steel/i've Still Got The Scars That The Sun Didn't Heal.