Pretentious attitudes make them insufferable.
If Care nests itself in the heart’s deepest hole,
Why play a song and then go home?
The kidneys yearn for that mechanical obtrusion,
But however, was it once an illusion?
For here it mirrors, assimilated not
By the failing education that simply clots.
To pursue a higher level of self-gratification,
Materialism and little amusements.
Bah! Tell me next time if you’re coming,
Because then I’ll be blissfully sleeping.
by Lim Wei Jie
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