"A Mint Tulip"
Music can play a beautiful tune.
Chanting India's song before the monsoon.
Does it storm in an afternoon June?
Only during a full moon.
The tides turn heavy as it begins to rain.
Turning the world quite insane.
In its pain.
Making living inane for the sane.
Its claim to fame.
The game will always stay the same.
A female name could be the only change.
In life's tricky game.
Baghdad is sad.
The world is absolutely mad.
In my crash pad.
I will rest and retire.
I tire of hell's water's mire.
I never did desire to get caught in the cold fire.
Life is a doer's dire.
By Jon Billet - 03.07.15
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