I Am For Sale
I am for sale
I am for sale to overcome my problems
the price for me is not so huge
Just a little bit more than you think
I am very eager to know my master
Who ever may be
He is my master and he is my rescuer
Every penny from that price is precious
I am at the gates of my house
expecting my magnanimous boss
My wisdom and soul are his own properties
My fame and credits are his own credits
I want my new boss to buy me and
to get rid off from this worst hell
Twenty or thirty is not so huge
it may be Dollors or Euros
I am My self selling
As a wonder of twenty first century
Will any
Kind hearted and generous come forward
to buy me
Before the poverty swallows my last piece
Copyright © Sakthee Ravichandran | Year Posted 2009
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