My Life, My Bloodline
MY LIFE MY BLOODLINE
Finish line...main line so many lines
Yes at last, the Finish line...
Was it only a demarcation line?
Could it turn-out to be an imaginary line?
The would be orator must have been ashamed of his line!
Or he could be a mere duck, a lame duck!
A duckling who ducks and ducks to everyone's delight
Maybe he's full of accomplishments in the world of art
Worst, if he's simply a trash to rusts!
So, he must tow the line
He can be stepping on the line
Or he can be on zigzag or straight line
But he cannot make an alibi...off line
Otherwise, he could be sidelined.
Unless, there's a bank run, just like
In Mutual Bank a bankrupt
A dead end... and a red line!
Copyright © Dalila Agtani | Year Posted 2011
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