MOBILE IN MY PALM
‘Mobile in
my palm
Love or
hate, anger or smile
Secure or
insecure
All in my
palm
Heaven or hell,
doesn’t matter.
For the
unseen pension, wages
Now in
sight:
Only to
vanish with a slip of my finger
Life is in
my palm for it does not exist
Heaven or
hell doesn’t matter.
Elixir in
the palm top
Down to
earth
With straightened
spine and bending back
And hands
holding
Imported
ingredients turn into hooch
Drunken
elixir for poor
An easy
passport
Heaven or
hell doesn’t matter.
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