Bee Wu Tang is a creator visualising the world of matter, mind & spirit on the basis of using singular calligraphy signs called BEEcode.
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Helloween the Aftermath

Another day for you and me in paradise


I walk through the darkness of a cold night
on my way home from a friend
holding before me an electric candle giving a yellow dim light

these times the city cannot afford
to lighten the streets as it used to
in the times of East and West devided

"He calls out to me on the street
Ma'am, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?'"
Can I come to your home
it is just for one night

I lost all my money
my luggage is stored at the station
I am foreign in this land
in the morning I can figure out
what to do
I promise I will make no problems

He is standing before me
a medium sized young thin man
white skin a bit darker than mine
dark hair and dark eyes
I tell him
go and ask a man
he said he did and no one wanted to help

"He calls out to me on the street
Ma'am, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?'"
Can I come to your home
it is just for one night

I figure
try to think
my heart wants to help
I feel compassion
my mind says no
acting the voice of a responsible parent

are you insane?
you would not sleep a minute
he can be a killer
a psychopath
a gentleman does not approach a woman
in the night on the street bugging her

I lost all my money
my luggage is stored at the station
I am foreign in this land
in the morning I can figure out
what to do
I promise I will make no problems
no problems, no problems, just need a place to sleep
for one night
it is cold outside

If I was a man if I just was a man
life would be much safer
I look him deep in the eye
try to ask my spirit
if he is telling the truth
and if I could dare something crazy
his eyes seem cold
kind of dead
as he stares at me saying

I lost all my money
my luggage is stored at the station
I am foreign in this land
in the morning I can figure out
what to do
I promise I will make no problems

I say no, give him some money
it is not that much that I carry with me
I say no it is not possible
he does not take it and turns away
cussing me and this cold world
this bad land all the evil people

Was he a monster
was he an angel
was he a human in need
I could not answer the question
nobody else has been on the street
I made a decision to let him go
strange enough he did not take the money

I do not know who he was
his eyes seemed cold and dead
his words were sweet and begging
his appearance like a student
not dangerous but also not needy
trying to get my trust
talking talking talking persuading
to come with me

now I remember him
one day after Halloween

already years have passed
since this experience
I think of him
he was not of this world
or maybe he is not anymore now
I don't know

"Oh think twice, 'cause it's another day for you and me in paradise
Oh think twice, it's just another day for you,
You and me in paradise, think about it
Oh Lord, is there nothing more anybody can do
Oh… "