6 December 2012
Too much pain Too much passion Too much love Too much hate
Can society be satisfied? Can we it's fears abate?
To much black Too much white Too much purple Green, and blue
Is there anywhere a balance That's not just grey in hue?
Too many beers Too few champagnes Too many dollars Not enough
Do we really have to hide ourselves When the 'normal' ones get rough?
Too much people Too much space Too much art Too much blank
The outcasts who built up this world Have every right to stay
Too Much • Opuss № I