Always na object of obsession
A girl to set the groove
An ode to get the mood
A protest for lack of retribution
A fist raised against denial
Yet again, the same old trial
Why verse for a she and not an it?
For a cause, for an inanimate being
Writing as a consequence of seeing
An emotion put to paper
A pair of glasses to describe
Hell! Document the vibe!
Banal words in beaten up issues
Philosophies, theories reaching for tissues
Crying to the mirror, emoing it up
Feelings of loneliness? Buying a pup
A solution to all the above
Escape the strains of love
No use breaking a sweat
Don’t think of that girl you met
So I raise the other
And climb a chair
In drama, in fake despair
And I speak of experience
And I talk of estructures
And I advertise natures
Not life with others
Or dates with mothers
Fathers so skeptical
Just a simple thought
Or something I bought
A discussion of what’s unethical
A flower lives but does not speak
A dog barks but does not critique
Don’t distance yourselves
But retstrain yourselves
Don’t run from interaction
But savour the conversation
Remain amongst others
But leave when you’re smothered
Colective is nice
Individual is better
Admire the mice
Climbing the tether
Rock your chair
Read your book
Write your legacy
Wait but don’t look
Settle in given time
Maybe you’ll marry a mime
Follow this parabole
Won’t be read by the whole world
Guess half will abide
The other will not
So the latter will grow tired
And the first will enjoy the lot
A girl to set the groove
An ode to get the mood
A protest for lack of retribution
A fist raised against denial
Yet again, the same old trial
Why verse for a she and not an it?
For a cause, for an inanimate being
Writing as a consequence of seeing
An emotion put to paper
A pair of glasses to describe
Hell! Document the vibe!
Banal words in beaten up issues
Philosophies, theories reaching for tissues
Crying to the mirror, emoing it up
Feelings of loneliness? Buying a pup
A solution to all the above
Escape the strains of love
No use breaking a sweat
Don’t think of that girl you met
So I raise the other
And climb a chair
In drama, in fake despair
And I speak of experience
And I talk of estructures
And I advertise natures
Not life with others
Or dates with mothers
Fathers so skeptical
Just a simple thought
Or something I bought
A discussion of what’s unethical
A flower lives but does not speak
A dog barks but does not critique
Don’t distance yourselves
But retstrain yourselves
Don’t run from interaction
But savour the conversation
Remain amongst others
But leave when you’re smothered
Colective is nice
Individual is better
Admire the mice
Climbing the tether
Rock your chair
Read your book
Write your legacy
Wait but don’t look
Settle in given time
Maybe you’ll marry a mime
Follow this parabole
Won’t be read by the whole world
Guess half will abide
The other will not
So the latter will grow tired
And the first will enjoy the lot
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