I’m a Neanderthal man,
And this is my make-believe world,
I color people as well as I can;
My mental state lies unfurled.
I used to glide, but now I hoyte
I watch greenhorns – the imbeciles!
I mince no words, I’m acock!
I have many acolytes.
I’m indestructible; I’ve passed extreme unction;
I’ve laid misery at many a door,
I dismiss people with no compunctions,
Watch this space for more!
I cook tales; I’m a kook also;
I create hungamas wherever I go.
I command from heights as only I can,
I puff with pride, I’m happy, I am.
I communicate with trademark terseness,
I view my world in its colored profusion;
My style is met by much adverseness,
I’m quite happy with my delusion!
The Neanderthal in me seeks more joy;
I revel in others’ masochism;
All know that I’m not coy,
about my bent for hedonism!
I love watching people fly out of control;
I philosophize on their transparency;
And now the years have taken its toll
on my virile potency.
I rage, I thunder, I claim attention;
I am as right as right should be;
All opposing views to mine need divine intervention,
from who else? Why, from me!
Copyright © SC
22nd March 2008