Civility

Oh, just some silly poem that feels right.

The press of other duties

Broken off in mid-thought

No foot to stand on

When it comes back full circle

Try another lie

Doctors cost money, friends are free

She looks fine

Every often sending out a little beep

Holding you back for days

And not to stretch this too far,

Things are sliding away from you

Put your pants on

It is the only thing anyone cares about

Try another lie

Doctors cost money, friends are free

I love her close to me

Within seconds of reach

Like bright dashes of the Sun

Slipping away from your shapes

Peeling back the layers of affection

Beyond your own doorstep

Try another lie

Doctors cost money, friends are free

We can pierce a hole through

And watch the hours tick by

To fill it up to the top

To bring us back to the contention

Before history overruns us

Like a fly falling into a coffee cup

I bet we need a shoulder to cry on

Try another lie,

Doctors cost money, friends are free

Harvest every drop of sobriety

And give me a break

You can buy anything

As long as you have a big roll around your waist

And if memory serves me well

All it takes is money

Try another lie,

Doctors cost money, friends are free

Step into a pool of light

Then walk quietly to victory

Just as water finds its own level

Plunging back through consciousness

Call us out for praise

That no one can match

Try another lie,

Doctors cost money, friends are free

You and I will bleed under the divider

Or something like that

To defend the newest battlefront

In the bubbling pot of civility

But who will guard our borders?

We are well past our expiry date

Stuck in a crack or under rubble

Try another lie,

Doctors cost money, friends are free.

 

30^th August 2015, New Delhi, India