The Rule-Obeying Guy

Here I go again

On the road to never-never lands

               And enchanting slogans

The road is narrow, cold and dark

               The haunting shadows deeply sigh

“Here comes the little one, the rule-obeying guy”

Tramping on the earth

I coo to myself,

“different and indifferent,

               Low but high”

The creepy voice of destiny

              overflows destination

“You go to come to nothing,

              Intellectual masturbation.”

Yet different indifferent

I tread on and have a glance

              at has-beens and beings

“Fools, it is but solo soul romance!”