Complicated


London bridge is falling down
Falling down; falling down.
London bridge is falling down
Falling down; my fair lady.

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When did this truth be so true,
and things became so difficult to unfold?
Did the reflective mud water,
reveal your true self?
or was it too tainted to see what it has to offer

Sun's setting, kids running home,
'cause mum warned them about the darkness.
So hallucinating even we can't tell.

The soil disturbing, the strain breaking.
Our forefathers unsettling,
threatening to curse the very ground
Why do this to yourself?

The father crying in Mary's arms,
our heart breaking yet disorientating.
Who's jurisdisctions are we on now;
Yours, Hers or Theirs ?

Hush, hush baby.
For power corrupts the good man,
just a matter of how much
& how deep.

Fathers, Mothers, Sisters.
Pray for his return.
As starvation and salvation
is very much overwhelming.

But why do this to yourself ?
It's still not too late to turn yourself in now.




Note: it's easy to look into the muddy waters and miss the reflection of oneself.