In the wasteland, by aldo Kraas

In the wasteland

I see all the city’s garbage stored there

And the things that are stored there are

Old tires, dirty diapers, furniture and toys

And everything else that I can think of

That is a new poem
Written by
Aldo Kraas

One man in my life That keeps me alive Here on earth Is my Father He gave me lots of feelings

Do I want to be your lover? Yes I would love to be your lover… And do anything you ask me to do f…

Even though I didn’t know you I wish you happiness in heaven Rest my little Farah No one will bother you anymore There is no violence to see anymor…

I wish I could be with you now Because my life is always empty wi… But at the same time I keep running out of time That is my fault

One pair of hands That my father Have to heal the people That is sick here on earth They are waiting for my

You are the one That is my Father And I need you every day In my life Father So Father

Nobody will lose Faith on earth because God Will help everybody on earth to ke… Just by asking God If everybody do that

That beautiful starry night During the Summer night I enjoy very much I look up in the sky And I see all the

Un soire That I go to bed early Because it is now my Bed time AIso I am glad that

My free mind is allowed to think For myself and nobody else My free mind sends me messages That I can chose to share with my… Or keep it to myself

My house is your house You are welcome If you want to sleep You don’t have to wait for me Go ahead and go to sleep

I am going to heaven now That I am dead The angel already came Down from heaven And carried me home

It is me people That was made By my beloved Father A long time ago

You are feeling tired tonight After a long drive in the car From work All the way back home And

Who knows What the weather Will be tomorrow Because today We had all day