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Pyaasa - Thirsty

pyaasa (thirsty) – for guru dutt

 

i’ll have none of it

the glittering vulgarity on crude display

puffed-up egos wrapped in vacuum-sealed packs

adorning the sterile aisles of shining malls with their endless racks

 

i’ll have none of it

the broken & battered souls swept up in the tide

of holidays by the sea & drinks on the ninth hole of the course

deaf to all cries & whimpers but for the closing bell of the bourse

 

i’ll have none of it

the endless parades of ostentatious pomp & raucous laughter

deadened spirits aspiring for nothing more than an unquenchable greed

haughtily trampling the ‘other’ in the crass pursuit of what next desire to feed

 

i’ll have none of it

the willful silence of the privileged few among the numberless many

so eloquently articulate & quick-witted in hour upon hour of polite chatter

yet mute & shushed by sips of chivas when the raging war outside doesn’t matter

 

i’ll have none of it

none of this nauseating mockery & none of this reeking sham

i’ll have none of it for i was there once & lapped up the vulgarity of it all

i’ll have none of it now, though, so you may as well put me up against the wall

 

i’ll have none of it now for i was there once & soaked in that intoxicating air

i’ll have none of it now, though, so if tonight i sleep forever, i’ll be the last one to care

 

(for guru dutt-saab, 1925 - 1964)

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