The walking clouds
And the flying black birds
which I saw this morning
Remind me to move on
No, baby, it’s not the right time
to complicate the life nor to mess it up
Except on zebra’s extravagant skin,
Black and white can’t live together
And I don’t wanna be a monster
Or just someone who I am not in the mirror
Black is extremely elegant,
White tremendously magnificent
But mixing both,
watching them blending into grey,
are just a beauty suicide
Even an MJ couldn’t have both
Thus he needed to choose, ‘Black OR White’