This Life.
In a Hamletian Dilemma
of To be or not to be,
before you dilate upon
what this Life is, where it
leads you, or misleads you,
the civilization with the ghastly
garb of technology veering
round you into a snare,
concords, cornucopia of fleet,
the distance between the ground
the air, could distance you
to a land of unreachable destination,
blink and wink, the camera
takes you nowhere,
accidents and blood streams
man scratching his
cerebellum into activities
of sin syndrome,
Macavity Cat does not mew.
Why this Life?
why this Birth?
Friday, April 09, 2010
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