I didn’t think I needed someone else’s song,
to rivet in a ding-dong, to play along
I just sought a lyric in candour
every time I shut my own door!
In my heart, at least I know
I want to be in a place I was before
Mum was in step with me, with a lamp
And saying: Son, you are a fighter, not just a sacrificial lamb
So till now, I set higher my own amp
I didn’t seek the glamour of the dapper speedways; I did retreat
The back lanes were all my little street
No glory comes if you don’t stylise or weaponise your cause
In fact, you may be in for a heavy inconsolable loss!
Mum said: Remember son, Mars was catastrophised and died,
but life was never belied!
I keep believing; even when I am up to my nose
You know, that’s because I chose the kiss of an unwithering rose
If you look into the mirror you see what’s behind you
It’s no illusion; but a room where love was true
If you pick up the pieces, you may realise your nieces
was the one truly meant for you!
Some people think they can walk behind my eyes, and see my size
And tell the truth from the lies
They wouldn’t have a clue that truth is not their toys
to manipulate (and make me rue) in a cacophony of sodomic noise
And I love like I love those I love, even my darling pets
Is someday as good as it gets?
And I can tell you one thing I hid; that my father was also my boy
I am never coy, just evil wants to estrange me from my joy!
Pardon me Dad, the garden we had
is so unmanifested now, it is leaving me incredibly sad!
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