on seeing.
i saw you in the limelight
rubbing shoulders with the rich and famous
I saw glitzy and glossy pictures
smiling lipstick smudged faces
hope you are still the same

one can only hope
one can only treasure the best memories
and pray finger crossed
that the few and short visitations
finds the same character

let you not be led astray

on hearing.
i heard the news of the execution
its hard to grapple these political issues
when so many are contented
so few questioning,
many not listening,
aplenty watching

these years
these are the years
when history might be made
where i fight and choose between
pragmatism and experimentation

i packed my bags awhile ago
it all seemed alittle easy for me
no qualms when my grandma passed

i was doing laundry today
and then whipping up dinner
and also washing dishes from lunch
i sported a grin
i thought of the freedom that i had
the envy of many
albeit the so called freedom comes the
challenge of almost no support
i seek few advices these days
i try to discuss and as T would point out
i digress and make a complete opposite choice to the favorite.
i dont understand why i asked

i have always lived that way.
defied the popular
grandpa said i would do well some day
grandmas said i seemed smart
even though i acted in defiance
i cursed my mum and wrote vulgarities about grandpa
on the walls of his room
i was about 11

i try to make plans by night
when i sketch real plans in the day
its tormenting when
i am a pragmatic idealist