I wrote this for you, that you may remember it regardless.It's just a beautifull poem. If only it had music as an accompagnement, but it doesn't. And then there was another tramp stamp but this time very explicit because people only look at pictures and care for naughty. Text is apparently outdated.

The Chickaderies

   In ways we were
too elegant for the brutality
   but too hardened
  became hearth.

As for the lengths some people
   will go - it is only
to light a candle and shimmers
  as it doeth - a moth
     flies into it.

But never was seen a protest
   against more benefits
for as hands stretched out
  or a closed fist,
    we withdrew,.,

while a caterpillar then hatched ;
   the moths scorched
imprint on its wings shaped
  in its shadows
    imageries.

   That we saw too
as we walked upon this earth,
   our footsteps left
  in the dunes.