The Tautology

What if I knew what happened next?
Will I do something different to prove myself wrong?
But why would I do that?
Didn't they say, power is best when misused?
Well, you've made that power impotent now.
And why is that? I'm still the master of my own destiny.
Not really. What you have is a fancy dressed power of day dreaming. A well sauted status-quo.
Hmmm... Back to work now..

[Cannibalism of the Objects, 1937 - Dali]

Coated with spite and venom, a fresh tantrum hits the air.
The eerie silence broken, as she screams, "I want more!"
"But hey, you have snatched all I have got,
there is nothing left to pour."
"Nothing can stop me from quenching this thirst,
silly sod, it is you I want to devour."
Biting the hands that oft fed her,
the cannibal guzzled the red wine so sour...

Lessons
You glance at the clock only to be disappointed. It beams, while you curse yourself for being curious. Sunday is almost gone, the curtains are drawn on another weekend. You recollect, about the good things that happened. You regret, at not having made it better. You fear, at the thought of tomorrow. You wish, to clasp the final few minutes by its hands. You realize, that inevitability is a stronger crusader than dreams...

c'est la vie

I am no underdog, i can't even wag.
I shed all my duties, they're too heavy a tag.

I scorn at discipline, I see no track.
I pity winners, cos there's no looking back.

I don't have an opinion, I disagree with me.
I don't wanna make a difference, for everyone to see.

I hate innovation, I'm indolent to change.
I love a good sleep, where dreams are so strange.

I can't comprehend creativity, its taste is unknown.
I thrive on mistakes, I love to atone.

I am no athlete, unless I'm asked to flee.
With all this i surmise, c'est la vie!