Ride of Life

I wonder, wonder, and wonder why

In every morning looking at the sky

I am confident that it should be me

Sitting in the chair while drinking tea

Rock, paper, and scissor

I’m the only one that can give you more

You should relax, stop, look and listen

Honestly you’re the one I’ve listen

Jump and swinging vines in branches of tree

Happiness that I gave is only free

And then if it is as against the world

I promised that I won’t move and hold

It’s late! Wake up! Wake up! Let’s hurry up!

Oh my Madonna I stuck in a cup

Look at the petals of cherry blossoms

Like your skin, lovely I found my home

-Jose Manuel Amomas