This spells the welcoming chapter of yet another dawn that greets me…
He lifted me but left me in a tribe.
A tribe where they speak… pretentious, insincere, elaborate.
It’s oh… so intellectually vacuous?
Yet I shall walk the path with the vision of him, at the end.
With or without…
Taking on the role of an uninformed and infamous lulu.
That’s very near to my real name
Their binoculars translate a mediocre joining the bourgeois ideologist tribe.
But I shall be encouraged of what I have within.
Though never the 36-24-36
Their deep vengeance pursuit sparked off the infinite pathetic race.
Horrendous disparity is the only word I see in the pit.
So much documentaries… all of which I have no interest in.
Knowing humiliation is what they have installed for you since day one to the end.
Fleeting the troupe isn’t an option.
It’s binding upon your life.
An oath I uttered… in my vows.
So much for yet… sigh… so little…
Believing in unfortunately, only an unsung song.
Never the rose in the beholder’s eyes…
Cheers to you, my dear…
To our unwieldy welcoming applaud and to the withering autumn…
Waiting…