Satomi

Gordon Gang

A child is innately wise;
All our energy and clearness of mind;
What am I to answer to the philosophers?
I have a lot of money;
What I know I owe to my father’s library;
The friendless bodies of unburied men.
All our thinking would be necessarily without fruit;
His present help from us;
Some superstition which injured the world.
You write me in;
With emphasis on moral and ethical values;
I love playing for my country.
I never felt right eating animals;
Ask what a man is worth;
Become one of us.