An Accidental Nudity


Patience wrapped in a chocolate bar
But an accidental nudity
And there runs a rush of rage
Passions running amock on avenues
Adulterating the unadulterated vibes
Impulse taking charge of beings
Fire gushing in through veins
Now pleasure whirls in wreaths of smokes

Avowal of truth
And one is charged of treason
Comforting lies becoming the order of the day
O true man, o transgressor
Why you stake your breath
Seek not thy refuge in men
Turn to seas and hills
Unflattering host lies yonder

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