Prawns are a delightful dish!Dreams are born of appetite,
often...seldom,
often...
An awful week
of jobless nights-
confusing noises
and angry sighs
ruined my craze
for fast foods
and Indian noodles...
Weekends are free loads
of unexpected events:
dissatisfied neighbours
and crying guests
pull out my soul
on their lunchboxes
to be burned
in spices of disturbance!
Guns are for
an army man's shoulders-
we deal in forks
and knives,
and spoons, not silver:
Freedom rests now
on a dish of chilli prawns
on a Sunday
in joys and sauce;
I can win a war now
for people worried;
I can eat plates many
but of prawns only
I now go out to the battle
on an armed Sunday!
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