The Serengeti Plains

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Jayanga Nanayakkara

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I’ve been in line with the dharma
I’ve been in line with the karma
See the lines that you’ve crossed have always been mine for
The fundamental street rights to be sundered
Thoughts made to be redundant
Fit to be just plundered
Is this the world we wonder
Intertwined, with legalized, we’re hypnotized by ganja
Humankind is advertised to be pulverized in tantra
Not aligned, to be compromised, just equalized by mantras
Predesigned to be formalized, while we immunized by manna
Undefined, just randomized, we harmonize by stanza
Underlined and spacialized, we finalized propaganda
Change my mind, to be idolized, my improvised compagnia
Unconfined and exercised our right to be like Vanya
Dropped behind but formalized, we supervised these answers
Open minds like to memorize some trivialized advances
Window blinds get motorized, hide brutalized relancers
Never-mind to be recognized, I’m a penalized romancer
Slipped my mind to summarize what polarized my captors
Disinclined to be liberalized when the dramatized are prancers
Peace of mind means more to me than plagiarized expanses
Pre-designed to be color blind with the ostracized real gangstas
But who’s counting those arms on the clock
when the ship set sail it was wasn’t bound to a dock
I know some boys who like to hide behind frocks
Would you like to come over and feel a flintlock
I guess not
Time to avoid a catastrophe
Nothing but a noise in my tympanic cavity
Denying a thirst for immateriality
Son, She wanted dick pics not microanatomy
Why you mad at me, Queen bee social trees
Ain’t no pleasantries, playing without referees
Lost in memory, dissecting clementines
Hesiod and Ovid call me son of calliope
Lived life for the faithful, Land mines for the able
Grew up from stables to Arthurs round table
Out grew the labels, to be something stable
Stood by the sable, I’ll die by the maple
To be but a fable, transcribed by the cable
To know all the sins, that my hands enabled
Our kingdoms stretched till we journeyed by naval
Heard that your towers, they sway like its babel
Got this list of names, in ink on a piece of paper
They say that wishful thinking, has its way, sooner or later
One good day away from being one with my only maker
Or maybe one day away, from embracing John Kramer
Gunfire and church keys, interpret these breakthroughs
Outliers so care free, they neglect to intrude
Admired this disease, an urge, hence this preview
Acquired the munchies, to portray what ensues
Required to expire, this foreplays like voodoo
Satires a magnifier that downplays what we turn to
Suspire as it backfires, stick to foul play on the avenue
From Lancashire to quagmires, all saints day, from a world view
Bonfires of spitfire make ashtrays long overdue
While an amplifier in dismay now gives way to the untrue
Re-inspired in a hallway that halfway once withdrew
Multipliers of a misery that a town crier once subdued
Mirror me, or mirror you, what we talked about, I’ll see it through
Twitter feeds of thriller means, half-cocked gave me stomach flu
Simmer these for inner peace, not landlocked by revenue
Slimmer jeans don't always mean, to be a bride or in retinues
Trigger me or liquor me, still gridlocked but out of view
Bitter be, those dimmer needs, shocked from their rendezvous
Learning all that history, relearnt the world was round
Maybe there’s a part of me that's so close to being found
All I want was to fall asleep, beside a queen uncrowned
Just to be, or not to be, in a world that fools around
Quick to see, not quick to flee, no victory’s unwound
Command keys of a devotee, antiquity will sound
Both were robbed of air, lie here in the ground
He in love fires burnt, and here in its waters drowned

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