Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Memento (as i see it)

NOW THAT IS WHAT SPECTATORS KNOW..
AS THEY GRAB POPCORN AND WATCH THE SHOW..
THEY CLAP, THEY SHOUT, THEY MAKE SOME NOISE..
SOME IN APPROVAL AND A FEW WITH REJOICE..
AND AS THE SHOW ENDS THEY RETIRE TO THEIR SUITS..
WITH ALL THEIR HONEYS AND ALL THEIR SWEETS..
INTERESTING STUFF CAME RIGHT AFTER THAT DUMB..
THERE WAS A SPECIAL DAY YET TO COME..
THEY GAVE ME BLESSINGS, THEY GAVE ME PRESENTS..
AND THAT IS HOW THE ODDS MEET, AS THE DAY ENDS..
A MAN CAN BE MEAN ON HIS SMUT AND DESIRE..
NEVER THINKS HOW MANY ALTARS ARE ON FIRE..
WHAT EVER THAT WAS IT ENDED THAT DAY..
MY CLICHÉ TAUGHT ME HOW RELATIONS ARE TODAY..
WE STAY BUSY FIGHTING EACH OTHER, BEING SCOUNDRELS EVERYDAY..
AND HOW MUCH WE MEAN TO US LEFT UNSAID EVERY TIME EVERYDAY..


- by Usama Naeem

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