More Dusty More Rusty Poem by Chan Mongol

MORE DUSTY
MORE RUSTY
Poem by Chan Mongol
December9 of 2020


Very faster, we became so older;
Very faster, we are forgetting pleasure!

In the other side of the ocean;
Out of reach is romance and fun!

Losing vitality, Rhythm and rhyme;
With changing of seasonand time.

The moment is no longer in the hand;
No hope to find her for the life to spend!

Thinking positive, alone been better;
Life is nice without a man beater!

Both are man like, called it nuclear;
Equality as males can't be everywhere!

Don't ask for liberty from a dictator;
While suppressed by partner, a traitor.

One way or another, all people cried;
To hold as is, makes a little satisfied.

Pretending happy but allover is sorrow;
None escapes the path, we go through!

You are better than me but you lied;
Your attachments also suffered, died!

After December, coming a new year;
But that will not do us any favor!

A year may come as new and virgin;
As dusty, we are entering to dustbin.

We are getting older, more rusty;
Each new year makes more dusty!