Where are my girls?
an army of women I dreamt of,
are they just my mind swirls,
or are they euphemism?;
for the one true girl I seek,
how can it be?
for any single girl, weak,
before the army I shall die for;
in my dreams I lived true,
to all my values and cherished love
through impossible cruel orders
to my girls of my liberal view;
through them I did murders fast,
is it why my dreams untrue to last?
Solitary Wanderer 