22 May 2011

Life and Death of the simplistic Idealists

I was a rich rebel professional, you were a poor professional rebel
Together we were young, hip and revolutionary.
I became the poetic cynic, you became the cynical poet
Together we revelled in our intellectual snobbery.
I,a failed puppet master and you, a servile mastered puppet
As we drown in malt whiskey, screaming meaningless heresy.

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