He tells me to stop reading books,
Tells me that I will learn nothing,
Tells me it's too boring and sluggish,
Will take me eons to come to terms that;
prosperity comes with perversion,
satisfaction is satisfying your appeals, first and foremost,
smiles the perfect varnish and veneer,
poverty persists for property exists,
debauchery an alter ego of devotion,
war a ceaseless phenomena girding the great in you
for I am a hedonist after all
I am a human after all.
14 February, 2017
I am a human afterall
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