Ihsan Musthafa

Round and round this circle of merry go round'
Burn and burn to ashes of self made desolation
Scratching the melancholy buried under thy ground
Closed thy hand filled with exasperation
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The wails of the working class
Class of the indoctrinated sisyphean
Sisyphean doctrines of the suffering society
Society made for the rich and the alien
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Kissed by the wind of the northern cheeks
A path ridden with riddles for all to seek
Juggling your sorrows and joy on a burdened shoulder
In a moving train full of unknown passengers just like you and me
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There came angels and dreams
As a child innocent from worldly pollution
A time when the mind retained free of constipation
Nevertheless the meridian of these words
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Elevate, soared muscle and bone high towards the moon
Deviate, from the systematic enslavement to the system
Congregate, towards the mystical garden in bloom
Communicate, the closed eye as it opens the hidden wisdom
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Pacified electronic gadgetronic puppet
Crippled duplex stupefied social slave
Funny canny ultra-violet touch not allergic fool
Alas! Me too? bamboozled hornswoggled pointing finger
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Rain came and swept the land green
Never did I find a reason to condescend thee
One is all, which is all that matters only
Never would I want to drown in quandary
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Cloudy gloomy dipping moody mostly lonely
Where could the silver lining be hiding so shrewdly
But I fear not
though I also hear not
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'I know, I know' said the know it all assole
You poke it through and and dig and the hole
With his rod,
What a sod,
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Thrown away like garbage into the sea
To drift away, to be drowned, to be forgotten
Dead gloom sparks inside my heart, nothing to feel
Though I'm cut the reed blood pours out rotten
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Seven years went by scavenging our souls to grime
Before and After, drowned and saved by the same hands
Then came a sun with a sky so beautiful and so bright
I thought the colors of my world will never dim, I was so naive
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Cornered into this forsakenness of my own design
Gazing at the lives of others that I just cant comprehend
Seeking answers from the depths of my own mind
I feel saturated with world's endless wicked interments
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Ignorance is bliss so they say and I wondered why how and so
A monkey climbs a tree for the fruits it holds
I throw a stick
Though I miss
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