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Villanelle: Don'T Tell Me You Wouldn'T Your Back-Aching Life Now Forsake
Villanelle: Don'T Tell Me You Wouldn'T Your Back-Aching Life Now Forsake
Villanelle : Don't tell me you wouldn't your back-aching life now forsake
Don't tell me you wouldn't your back-aching life now forsake
Not knowing the interminable pleasures of the dark Unknown
When just then Life will beckon you back with a hopeful break
How many can say his life he wouldn't want to once again re-make
To cast it all over again with others retrieve lost chances be alone
Don't tell me you wouldn't your back-aching life now forsake
The more you try the more you mire yourself unable to wake
Till old you get and yet older stay alone your children want you gone
When just then Life will beckon you back with a hopeful break
No baby sucks at the nipple if not out of habit or for boredom's sake
The role of the dividing cell not out of ennui goes on till full-blown
Don't tell me you wouldn't your back-aching life now forsake
Some men know why the Whole Thing-in-Itself must not us wake
To the point where we can see the design behind the curtain sewn
When just then Life will beckon you back with a hopeful break
Aren't we all so damned occupied with a measely wage to make
None will hardly stop to think why the rat-race turns us care-worn
Don't tell me you wouldn't your burdensome life now forsake
When just then Life will beckon you back with a hopeful break
© T. Wignesan - Paris, October 23, 2018
Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2018
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