Thursday, September 16, 2010

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The Men and Women are all there

Got to Go and Say my Bit

Though I am not a Doer

No Allowance for the Author

Got to tell them it was good to know them and the good

Time lasted more than expected but wish it could prolong

But V saab says it so eloquently

It is Irreversible

So does the Doctor says

No remorse with the Cigarettes

All the Litter called Pages have been made possible only

By It the burning Stick between the fingers

Except the Fingers bade Good Bye and there is no more

Like Before but there is a Thing Here

Every Little thing in Life has a Story to tell if only people

Cared to listen

The Bubble of Immortality broken the Confessions are

Thick

The Acid Heads were Good Friends too as

They showed the many Colours Cascading in the Mind

A beautiful Imagery with Pure

Blue Turquoise Green and Velvet Underground

It is a Trip to Neverland but the Trips were Essential

As It had not trampled the Innocence of Friends Who

Partook Lethal Doses of Pethedine Racing to their

Deaths

But the Music could be understood by a Few

About the Dissent

That there should be No

War

Say No to War

Say Yes to

Comrades to Trips

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