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An Errand of Condom

Fast asleep, Slumbering in the other world, Spirit at work, The future opened to the spirit, Half dead,half alive, The sweetness of the tongue, The mind at peace, The body ennui, Ears opened wide to the earth, Brain unstable as the hearth, Fastness of the nose breath, Echoes everywhere, Thinking of being alive, But in the spirit world, My name banged in my ears, The body weak to respond. Trying to forget the voice, It keeps coming louder, The spirit man on the pace, In order not to miss the trace, Could this be the herald race, Inner man arrives the body, A sharp awakening of the body, Still the voice wouldn't stop calling, The body relaxes again, Finally I sat on the rug, And recognise the voice at the window, Smiles at his face, While the awaken one not happy, His smiles grow, My soul mow, While I wait for his words, He was not happy at this time, His mouth unstable as water, The smiles comes again, ''Don't be annoyed he said, Please take this morning And buy me condom By the road side''. Thrice I heard condom, My ears stood erect, Like service connected without airtime, Mind at trouble, How to say NO. I left with the money to a distance, And return with nothing, Just to meet him at the door, Sweat rolls like rain drops, An embodiment of disgrace, Mind speaking all sorts of shameful Things to a brother, Sadness on his face, As his request was not granted, By the awakened one, A dare devil he is, The fair lady half naked, My eyes almost dimed, It flows in the blood, Words mingled in the mind, But the short man in the scene Doesn't seems to be interested in mindset, The lady try to spy on the errand boy, Fear in the mind, Door clapped, A light voice in the dark, ''Take it easy'' Skin to skin I guess, The sweetness of the game, Pains of the waist, Weakness of the body, A painful pleasure, Sex a destiny diverter, ''Women are wickedly good'' Trust and respect loss its hold, Pellucid character of the short man, The awakened sentenced to work, Removing of water-leaf flowers, Perish of his mind, Wished in the mind, He was a peeping tom. Chia! His pernicious way to the family.

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