The Continuum

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Promise? God doesn't want you to have one

It's His calling to break them fine

Like a child

breaking the code of a silly game.

He becomes so happy, so very enraptured

finding you helpless, your promise unbreakable

shattered into the dust like your dear old crystal.

Ergo, you lament,

Dip, deep into the depth of penitence

Make further promise, and start loathing yourself…

And more you do them, more you invite

The unsolicited entity called god above the earth

To tease you, trouble you, and tether to his stake

and make you cry in silence for donkey's years.

But I’m sure

You'll make promises again and again

For aeons, it’s easy to desiccate the present

into the eternal recipe of hope.

Go, go, promise, and live in future

Daring the spoilsport called god

For all his banal godliness.

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Muzaffarpur // 31-7-2009

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