Wednesday 29 October 2014

THE TWO SIDES



my pants are falling down, i am hungry and pauper. 
gimme bread, gimme love, i am craving for laughter. 
don't gimme beer, don't gimme scotch, 
just the Adam's Ale which precisely would be water.
i am no singularity but a heathen in disaster, 
its the two sides, one is an animal other a writer. 


an altruist out of pain, a monster by the dint of gain, 
a shame, a pity, a war hero, a master, 
a purging monk, or a apathetic gambler, 
i am no singularity but a heathen in disaster, 
its the two sides, one is an animal other a writer. 


I can scale every mountain, 
but hills of responsibility are forbidden by a charter, 
Although i am careless yet i will look after you forever, 
this ain't a promise nor a decree from the kingdom hereafter, 
just my words, no crease on a rock 
but I'll honor them no matter what happens after 
don't gimme beer, don't gimme scotch, 
just the Adam's Ale which precisely would be water. 
i am no singularity but a heathen in disaster, 
its the two sides, one is an animal other a writer. 


i am senile, i am frail, a plaguing Gasper, 
i am rich, i am life, i am the eternal proliferator, 
but still my pants fall down, still a suicidal pauper,
my hunger is un-quenching like an indigent farmer, 
gimme bread, gimme love, i am craving for laughter. 
i am no singularity but a heathen in disaster, 
its the two sides, one is an animal other a writer. 
don't gimme beer, don't gimme scotch, 
just the Adam's Ale which precisely would be water. 
i am no singularity but a heathen in disaster, 
its the two sides, one is an animal other a writer.

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