FUNDAMENTALS

 

Primary is a word for first,

As she carries her black purse,

She sparkles when see shoes,

Our electric chemistry burns the fuse.

 

There is no stopping us with a breaker,

It will pour, like salt and pepper shakers,

Their dishonesty and all their deception,

No more prolonging with an extension.

 

The seas will shift as she stands by,

Ten years taken with too many cries,

You deserve a home and my hand,

What was April 1982 for? Our land.

 

It does not exclude any citizen,

The most important law to listen,

No loopholes but true fundamentals,

No erasing this law with a pencil.

 

You can build gigantic empires,

But will fall, since I hold the pliers,

What happens if I make a pull?

The truth will exhibit of what they stole.

 

People are blinded and mislead,

Exactly ten years ago of what I said,

I keep my promise and nothing will change,

You are always in my sight and in range.

 

You are so original and are unique,

The handbag you wear is not to seek,

Our footmarks are why we excel,

Our love is untouchable and will never sell.