In memory of Mandana Shirandami
Black book
My black book is getting very thick.
I'll happily explain the trick.
Not to through an uppercut or hook,
I just enter them into black book.
Road through life is not exactly light.
Trouble happens any day or night.
Any minute, any time of day.
It's so hard to stay from it away.
People throwing uppercut or hook,
Quickly get in infamous black book.
After that, there's hardly any way
To stay from that horror book away.
I'm not a devil, just a guy,
To live life right way I always try.
And for those to get into black book,
Still exist the uppercut and hook.
November 27, 2015
© By Igor Packer
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