it was

a fine fine mess.

bundles of papers

held together by string

and thrown under the carpet.


it happens –

one has to feel things deeply

before getting on rooftops and bellow,

or howling on street corners.


it’s a good thing

that time has a way

of providing solutions.


it’s no wonder

their tails start to cower

between their legs

like a fearful pack dogs.


kicking ass physically

wouldn’t be much fun.

it’s too short of a fight.


when the soul

has been occupied –

you release it **cking slowly!!



3 responses to “OCCUPATION

  1. Hahaha.. I loved it especially the last three lines!! You have got great humor too along with your wisdom. Glad to know you, your blog is my favourite!!
    Bless you,

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