Run amuck! Eureka! Amen forget the christ!
The fingered prisoner lies about God and escaped the prison!
Nobody is coming to chat for a mercy upon the worshipper!
It is like forgetting the language, the alphabets, hiccups and a new start
Love is lost in the city where fought the warriors of Troy
I am calm and beaten by the life, resting somewhere in the gardens of some place
I read in between the gasps ,taking newspaper and smudging with it
the whole written dialogues! empty sheets of paper
Show me a little mercy
and escape the taboo of an actor
Why does he act, why doesn’t he enact.
She is still lewdly swearing by her passion
the empty Goddess of Cinema after having run riot
and there she rests upon the grave of a poet
who never sworn by her
Here we end the whole matter
and pray instead to a jocular seed of art
and die by the way of a lord!