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A Day of Drunkard

While sipping the brew from the bottle The world is just a big bubble Where the law is always denied For the people, I am a drunkard on the roadside As the sun rays leaks from the canopy I can hear the birds chirp happily As I throw grains on the canopy I can hear the birds cry hastily As one start to eat casually I can hear the others cry angrily As they fight each other craftily I can hear the grains fall rapidly As they fight each other for one They don’t care when they have lost some If they had shared with everyone Than their loss would have been none While sipping the brew from the bottle My mind runs in full throttle As I got lost in my joyride For people, I am a drunkard on the roadside As I was pulled from hallucination There are people making noise in frustration They talk for the change with minds in hesitation They talk for the others with hearts in division They fight for their god, they fight for their religion They fight for their language, they fight for their region They lie as they search for salvation They cry as they mend their relations They pry as they ask for a donation They smile as they think of the accusation Pointing fingers on me, as they talk for their nation There is some complaining about their life There are some stress from their child and wife As their hearts are placed on a knife They have still not forgotten to strive While sipping the brew from the bottle Life is full of struggle Where your existence can be denied For people, I am a drunkard on the roadside The moon hung in the sky of night Can you find the place of dark and bright? Just like the hearts in black and white Can you feel their will? Can you feel their might? Every day I see many who die Every day I see many who cry The world is a journey where you live and try You try to struggle you try to fly Who will be the eagle or a mayfly? Let see who will shout banzai (shouting cheerfully in Japanese) While sipping the brew from the bottle I lost in the dream of mortals Where I will never know about misguide For people, I am a drunkard on the roadside

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