the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth
And almost smugly I declare,
Of that which you were unaware,
That with the falling of this tide,
There’ll be no splinter in my side!!
For unscathed I’ll make it through,
Like a German, like a Jew
Wishful thinking gets you places?
Perished nations, fallen races!
But if you plead, I’ll make a wager
I keep my word, go ask the major (Azhar)
Something trivial, something small
Like the cause of your downfall.
All things profound are so pretentious,
Certain forces so contentious,
Befriending Satan, Praising God?
Slandering a ‘mathlete’ on the sod?
Killing time is not a worry…
Time on it’s on, oft tends to scurry
But while we’re here, swapping graces
You wear my shoes, let’s change places
I’ll see things from your perspective
I’ll be impartial, I’ll be objective
I’ll have eyes that shine like rubies
******************************
But your findings, you’ll observe
No one possibly could deserve
Shall be cavities, big and small
And around my heart, you’ll find a wall…
Of that which you were unaware,
That with the falling of this tide,
There’ll be no splinter in my side!!
For unscathed I’ll make it through,
Like a German, like a Jew
Wishful thinking gets you places?
Perished nations, fallen races!
But if you plead, I’ll make a wager
I keep my word, go ask the major (Azhar)
Something trivial, something small
Like the cause of your downfall.
All things profound are so pretentious,
Certain forces so contentious,
Befriending Satan, Praising God?
Slandering a ‘mathlete’ on the sod?
Killing time is not a worry…
Time on it’s on, oft tends to scurry
But while we’re here, swapping graces
You wear my shoes, let’s change places
I’ll see things from your perspective
I’ll be impartial, I’ll be objective
I’ll have eyes that shine like rubies
******************************
But your findings, you’ll observe
No one possibly could deserve
Shall be cavities, big and small
And around my heart, you’ll find a wall…
6 Comments:
eid mubarik to all the boyses too. be missed
hahahahahahahahhahahahahhaha
azamm, what have you censored you cowthief
cyptic poetry does no good.
bata do buss.
i wonder if being impartial and flexible in our points of veiw is a weakness? blood must be shed en route greatness.. its the only way! go on and start cutting those scars up !
how dare you insult me!
teasement. mathaam teasement. Mr Green and Mr Ben are living in my loft. AAA Shake along with me
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