For Brezhnev

Dont take this land in your heart
Dont cry for the things that we see
Just drink upto ur throat
And curse what you see
And forget it the next morning
'cos we will see another dead son
we will hear another sad song.
These are all a planned game
You and I should not bother
And i am learning it
like those many educated people

1 comment:

brezhnev said...

bro u r always a grt writer ,a grt rockerr , just grt in everything realated to our society ..cant believe da moment i told bout the story u just wrote it perfectly.....nothing more 2 say...