In Between Dream

I got to get some sleep
You see
My right eye was impregnated by a stranger
Now kids streaming down from my duct
Endlessly they run, jump and bounce
Over to my beaverish pout

I screamed without sound coming out from my lung
Then things slowly calms down
No more shadows
Sounds and dreams
Fight!
Survive this premature meltdown

I got to get some sleep
You see
My left ear kept pumping
To the beat that goes on and on
Letting the beat turn to sweet
The fine sugar was too good to be wasted
Lines after lines of pure wisdom

Now it's double vision
Of knife protruding from an elongated neck
Of comatose patients forced into sand coffins
Chaotic proportion of unknown ideas
Emergence of closeted extroverts
Androgynous serial killer

Screamed again
Still I cant get no sleep

Follow Our Bliss

Sometimes things could be simpler

But many chose to make it difficult

It is easy

To form perceptions

To behave with certain behaviour

And justify it with

"Oh! Surely it's a misunderstanding"

In the hope that

People remain stupid

And wither away

When the things matter most happened

It will be an anti-climax

No point

No more relevancy

Lackasaidal

Refuse to yield

Refuse to relook

Refuse to accept

Refuse to put a little bit of effort

To understand

Selfish society

We marched to work

Juggling our time

Into making it on time

We looked around

We saw troubled faces

Apathy everywhere

Everything soon marginalised

As we have facebook to update

And Viagra to stock

So we brushed off whatever it was

And we would stoically raised our head up high

Adjusting our coats and ties

And its business as usual

When our children come running to us

With deep moral questions

We gave them a look

And put the best possible answers

Eventhough deep down we knew

We seldom practised what we believe

But never we forget to hope

That they would grow up someday

Becoming a better version of us

Ignorance is bliss

Thus follow our bliss