Bitter Man’s Ultimatum

Every day all the time
Why the fuck do you smile?
What is that around you,
That you feel is worthwhile?

Everything is good my friend
Every body’s just nice
And as for my smile
Life needs some spice!

Life needs some fucking direction
Life needs a goal
It’s not like some random walk
You need to have control

Life is an open canvas
Life is a song
One should just let it flow
One should ride along

You can’t just let it flow
It takes you nowhere
You need to toil hard
You need to prepare

But what if I don’t want,
to go anywhere
What if I just want,
to sit and to stare?

And you want to do just that,
for the rest of your life?
Like some pathetic loser,
who I think deserves the knife!

Why is that you think so,
That such man’s life’s a waste
Who appreciates the world around,
And has better taste

Who is not running after,
every other blind target
Who lives life at his own pace,
Slowly without haste

What is that he lives for,
A man without a sight
Mark my words he is nothing but,
A live human blight

How is he any better,
than any thoughtless beast?
Just alive for the sake of it,
at the very least

What’s wrong if he lives for,
just his own pleasure?
What’s wrong if he is in bliss?
After all life’s a treasure!

What’s wrong if he finds the world,
fascinating, intoxicating
and takes time to appreciate,
each summer spring?

How long and to what end,
is living like that?
In absence of desire,
he not a man he is rat

Living for the sake of it,
is easy and disgusting
living like a common feral,
is not a manly thing

This purpose that you talk about,
its nothing but a chain
it drags your life along,
and fills it with pain

why unnecessary complicate,
when life is so simple
its like merry placid waters,
where purpose is a rimple

come on now! just face it,
you’ve got to some day!
you can either run from it
or stand up to it you may!

get out of the comfort zone,
stand up and fight
look around and find your aim,
until its there in sight

What the hurry what’s the rush,
there nothing I have to face
After all I have my destiny,
I have my very own place

I have a life full of joy,
full of warmth and fun
I don’t need any weekly reminders,
I don’t have to run

You can either run away,
From everything that you fear
either you can run towards,
Whatever you desire my dear!

So, life is a race alas,
Everything else is a lie
You better start running today,
Or as Drawin said you will die

So, stand up now, on your feet,
And seize the momentum
It’s not advice, not this time,
It’s a bitter man’s ultimatum

I am infact the first guy,
and like him, I feel free
and I do hate the bitter man
but alas, even he is me!

Muski

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