Sinking threats of yellow men

I am not good at bloody path.
We wink and blink at all those
who spare the rod and spoil the child.
Never imitate the past and present.
Keep smiling at everyone and fly with future.
Cry for a while and laugh at the King Midas
who wants to sell iron scraps with golden words.
Never spill the nonsense with urgency.
Create shadow wars of  yesterday and
disown the Messiah of the Past.