DISCONTENT

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.