Family SecretsA Poem by SashaIts really confusing. Still Gangsta though.Son I hope you know it. I know I know it. Just don’t go and blow it. This stays between us. It’s all about trust. It’s about sources, And then action. Finally violence, Just more than a fraction. It’s a gamble for life. It’s still not a game. I know it doesn’t sound different, But believe me Its not the same. Families and allies. Enemies and Traitors. Truths and Lies. Kings and Waiters. All the same, Yet different somehow. All Live, And all die. Still, we play these games and lie. © 2009 Sasha |
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2 Reviews Added on December 22, 2009 Last Updated on December 22, 2009 AuthorSashaGurgaon, Agnostic, IndiaAboutWe just go on and on. living, dying and living again. Its what we do in those few blips of our existence in this universe that matters. Gandhi said, everything we do in our life will be insignificant.. more..Writing
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