Sugar-Coating Criminal Activity
In my twelfth year of of the education
I was suffering from pressure and pain
The pain that penetrates my heart
I need a break
To mall
To relieve my pain
And soon I found myself in front of a store
I went inside with empty pocket
But how did that ring fell into my pocket?
Why is the ring in the pocket of mine?
A few days later
I've decided to confess to police that I have stole a ring
Maybe, perhaps
Would they believe it?
That I was empty minded?
Or was I?
Waiting
Is it a crime?

Down last the memmory of mine
Putting the ring into my pocket myself
To be persuaded
By the evil side
Svend Robinson