Copla Cuarenta Y Dos This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y DOS: This Bad Guy World
This Life’s nothing but a sink pit
You wake up one day deep in it:
No one’s to blame
Yet the Phoney Fake Hypocrite
Don’t even have to try to make it:
Theirs is the game
Still here and there the genuine
Leave sweat behind them in chagrin:
Bled tears don’t dry
Those whose lives distil ink in pain
And those whose stuffed mouths spout din:
Same world don’t vie
© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2014
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