It’s a fine life
Fine crockery, mellowed wine,
Exotic cuisine, not traditional,
Taste extra-ordinary, dimly lit dinning,
Measured talks, classy décor,
Designer clothes, costume jewellery,
Dinning etiquettes, the right bowls, the right spoons,
Clicking sound of the forks and the knives,
Life’s straight out of a dream,
Dinners over, it’s time to head home;
Cars high tech, leather upholstery,
Automatic transmission, 2-DIN systems,
Goes smooth, no bumps, fine driving.
It’s sophistication. It’s the standard.
Can’t lose; just can’t lose to get there,
To arrive, to announce,
That I belong to you, up to the standard.
Afraid to lose, has to carry on,
Doing non-sense stuff, living a life with mask,
14 long hours, stress and tension,
Accountability, hypocrisy,
Life like a prostitute, all for money,
All done for that, a fine life.
It’s the standard.
Has to be done, easy credit,
Home loans, car loans,
Personal loans, loans all types,
Personal finance, it’s a mayhem.
But all for that, a fine life.
It’s the standard.
There’s no escape, caught in a warp,
It’s in a loop,
Loans to pay, finance to manage,
Back to work, back to life,
That life, a fine life,
Must reach the standard.
It’s sophistication. Has to be done.
How did I ever got into this,
This roundabout, this cycle of fine life,
These classy things, etiquettes and measured talks,
A fine house, a fine car, a fine wife,
And all that stuff.
How did I ever got into this?
Thursday, August 26, 2010
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