A Request

As a man from nowhere I speak on behalf of myself I wish to see the truth The truth in all ways I don't say, what I say Is the only truth of man It is just a request A request to return Return from this brutal development. A land is waiting for us The land which we can establish Imagine, the love and birds The freshness and we-feeling Think of the greens and water Where all wish to say something Something of lord and everything of them. As a person like you I feel to express all this Which few may think But am sure others will blink What I wish may be too foolish But in fact no one is wise.