We never think about
Future days in our sense
We see surrounded people
As the moving planks of fence
We try to find the beauty
In the gold luminescence
We build around hearts
Stone bricks as hard defence
But there's another side of life
There money doesn't matter
There many people have broken fence
And they feel so much better
So, if you choose the world of art
You can just follow your heart
Look At those people pure eyes
Remember always: your heart never lies
Then you comprehend
Such impessive thought:
Cute drawn fence
On child`s pencil art
It`s beautiful a lot
And filled within the heart
And flower under fence
It keeps far more sense
It`s really good defence!