Ween me from
The daily chorus of
tucking in my breath, and
bulging of my ego
You of the higher realm
keep pegging me
towards mirages of
your unreal thirst
A little compost of
my daily prayer
infest my earthy abode
with crawl and gingerly move
Warily I move
Towards your bigger end
to pile up your givings
in my never ending woes
Ween me from
The upbeat of millions
that drag me out
of its worn out limbs
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