DISCONTENT
Oh Discontent! How you fill us all!
Your presence leading to our ultimate fall
Crawling and picking you enter
With cell, tissue, organ you tamper
Corroding every wall of our interiors
You watch our ruin with pleasure.
Oh Discontent! You roots so firm and strong
With intentions what were you born?
To kill our virtues painfully cultivated
Or to incur the wrath of this our land?
Emerge from your consolidated shell
Break out from the depth of our cells.
Oh Discontent! Man that opened the Pandora’s box
Has Life’s cup brimming with agonies lots
Do not hurdle his path now, leave him alone
And depart to your own mysterious home
Let him rise and touch the zenith of satisfaction
And savour the taste of sweet sweet content.
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