Contagious Statesman
Too young to leap
Too old to dream
He bears nobody to ponder
But musters a blissful insight
A freelance in a broad daylight
Though, faceless when Emerged
Chanting hilariously at people who stared
Even though time has weared away his pride
You seldom hear him cry
With head buried in the sky; he lingers on
carrying ample of unquestionable cruds
And when he smiles, he raised his noxious lips slantly
Revealing the cynically coloured teeth to
his scurring espionage
Nevertheless getting glibs from retinue of seeming retards
All around the suburbs
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