Everything seemed very easy
To Caesar or seizure
To the one out to teach the other
To put an end to something for the other
The taboo seller of all times
The ‘don’t do it’ kid
Kar-dam!
The
incitement to do
The damning conde(U)m-nation
With dham upon dham on flows of every kind
Of water, love, language, justice
Music, dancing , equality and so on.
Car-men have instructions for the nomads
As if Volks-wagon was not the foxes
But for the folks
And even a gypsy
Had to come from some king
To become legitimate.
Though they are called no-mads
The nomads are not ‘not mad’
Neither are they mad
Because with Caesar
The world had turned a mad hell
And people could do nothing
But smash through the walls with their heads
As they did in Hollywood movies
Hell-bent on crossing that border
That never was.
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