Earn to burn in the urns of desires.
Eat - drink - sleep - (xxxx) - make merry
And drain the sap in the gutter holes,
which overflow to meet the dump yard
of the sea and add on the heaps
of unwanted generation; Chant. Chant
The global mantra of ilu*, ilu, ilu!
Does one live by food alone?
Or in a metropolitan nightmare
breathe some fresh air!
(*ilu: I love you.)
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