The Plastic Man
His life began with fertilization in the plastic test tube
He was born on a plastic shawl
and raised nestled on milk from a plastic bottle
grown he ate from plastic plates, bowls and cups
he sat on plastic chairs and bathed in plastic basins
he ate synthetic food packed in plastic pots
he then went to school wearing plastic shoes
at school he studied plastic arts
On his return home he carried his belongings in a plastic bag
his mother had undergone the plastic surgery
when she saw him she gave him a plastic smile
He knew not that he was the plastic man
but when the village drunkard called him plastic man
he took a plastic rope and suicide he committed
Dead he froze turgid like a plastic
the police put his corpse in a plastic coffin
He was buried in the graveyard full of plastics
on his grave was an inscription engraved on a plastic cross
thereon the inscription read
here lies the plastic man
who lived a plastic life but hated the plastic
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