Poems from Herma
I’m the bad guy
The one with the black hood
I hold the weapon in my hand
And the hate in my heart
They don’t understand
They don’t...
And I’m mad
But I don’t know what I’m mad at
I’m still mad
But I don’t know what I’m mad at
Maybe I’m mad because they don’t think it’s...
I want to go down in history
I don’t want to be your blonde- headed mystery
I want to change the world
Not rock yours
I want to see ideas...
I want to fight
I want to fight with words
Not weapons
I want to fight hunger
I want to fight for love
Not hate
I want to fight for peace...
People forget
Life is temporary
We are not immortal
We only have a limited time
Here on Earth
So when your end is near
Will you be happy?...