Don't be afraid of

On a hot and windless night I lay in bed quietly with a bit sad Looking back on the journey A shadow appears bashfully on the catwalk As shy as debtors for a grace time hide I feel odd suddenly about that It happens for no known reason ... Or like a criminal carries a shackle Escorting a soul of exile The self-torture of Suffocating in the dust Being stirred up by passers... Fairly, it represents nothing In a world shared less or more If equalizing goodwill with goodwill And evil with evil... Say it loudly, I'm truly worthy of Standing between earth and heaven And facing by person to person... Not much time will be left For flying Spiritual whiskers in the wind And singing virtually among the mountains ...