The sky is clear tonight <br />And, we decide to leave this bar called modernity <br />My friends with me <br />They are all squeezed in this small rented car <br />It's quiet and they look worried in the backseat <br />And, as I try my best <br />To convince them of this post-modern bar <br />We are all heading towards this post modern bar <br />I promise them better cocktails <br />But then <br />I remind myself how drunk we have gotten from modernity <br />But, who cares <br />The sky still looks clear <br />And, we head towards post-modern bar <br />We are all getting drunk tonight at post-modern bar<br /><br />Basu Gautam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/post-modern-drunkards/
