Lazy fingers
And an idle mind
To write off my worries
All in metered rhyme.
About what?
I know not still.
Just letting thoughts flow
At my heart's own will
On pain and joy,
Suffering and strife,
Laughter and sorrow,
Death and life,
Slaves and masters,
Rich and poor,
Winning and losing,
Old age and youth,
Angels and devils,
Heaven and hell.
The good and the bad,
Stories to tell.
In all these cases
I strive real hard
To showcase my views
And utter my charm.
Lazy fingers
And my hot, weary head
Write of my worries
Shown in verses unsaid.
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