THE SHOW MUST GO ON!

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‘THE SHOW MUST GO ON’

Against all waves, all storms, a DEJA-VU wannabe,

Approaching ahead with war of nerves;

Life stretches me, till the moon and sun, I had in me,

MINGLED ME IN DREADFUL JINGLES, I TRIED TO QUIT DA CURVES.

I, thereby, give up ma life and reincarnate,

So, I would be radically pleasured to be a bird;

 No sooner had mah feathers fall and no home to live in,

NEVA TO BE A HOMELESS, I QUIT, I PROMISED TO GOD...

Recalled the prosperity of a doggy, in ma early tweeners ,

So, I would be faithful, I thought, to be the same;

No sooner I learnt how I cried as I make ‘em winners,

NEVA 2 LIV BUT DEFIED BY Almighty, the soul FAME….

I, therefore, decided 2 b a magnanimous “butter-flinch”,

So, would be delighted to be a neighbor of flower, door 2 door;

No sooner what stuck mah mind was pain when I get tied by 2 lil’ fingers,

Neva to be a slave ,I deserted the pain, I bore……

My variant life taught me the teachings of life span,

Upz and downz,we’ve 2 face,I wanted it all gone;

I wandered through all species, but felt pleased 2 b a man,

REGRETFULLY WOT I LEARNT IS, STILL LYF GOES ON and ON……