I sing, you sing too but I shall not sing <br />Like you, you, the king rocking blockbuster <br />Jumping rock star with a manipulated tune <br />You have spiral demand in the market cheap <br />and duplicate.You shout eureka, eureka as if <br /> you got the Latest and biggest diamond, truth, <br /> I do not have lower cased mind to spread the <br /> hand to beg the pearl manufactured in cocktail <br />glass to drink to jump like a frog out of the pond <br />to challenge the elephant- the central bank. <br /> <br />Reason- logic, the captive children of your <br />myopic mind, your rhythm of reality Is the <br /> unfertile arid land bereft of sound imagination <br /> the slave of the grotesque illogical dimensions. <br /> <br />I know the bird, in you, the mother of great falsehood <br />singing the song sweetest of truth as the cage- bird sings <br />the sweetest songs of freedom.<br /><br />Abdul Wahab<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rock-star-4/
