The Mystic Streets of Worldville

The streets, these days, have a thick STD aroma,

& all that you hear, aside from the hunking horns

is the moaning theme of unfaithful pregnant moms

who are working late, just to be able to buy

the next piece of jewellery they've seen,

as the chopper in the air or the TV screens perhaps

voice out their concern about the not so scarey HIV.

There are worse ways to die, some voices call.

It's litterally, a f*cking miracle.

Unquestioned Answers

Don't be shy to admit it,
I feel just as sad for you, my friend.
Can't you see? you are making the same sad mistake.
Passing your precious time with others & me,
rather than spending some of such
irretrievable minutes just with yourself.
You, yourself & the gentle symphoney of tic-tac.

A 5 Star Confession

1. The One should be defined as an educated girl who knows
English perfectly alongside French
& be from an acceptable family class.
Not to mention not being too short &
not so challenging & looking for a two-person lead.

2. My religion has no prophets without Roger Waters.
My life's so empty without decent music.

3. The newly defined religions are to be avoided
as they have become a source of division & pain.

4. Ain't boys lame when they boast about their manhood honours & girls when they try to attract guys with their girlish words & tricks?

5. Accept this victim's advice; Nobody's worth being valued
more than his/her worth.

Thanks to my good friend, the honorable Foulla for this tag.
I would like to pass it on to David, Maryam, Yabco & Jarvenpa.