O my begetter!
Bump me off for those feudatory rituals
For that so-called agnatic grace
Slay your progeny, your doll
For whom you had invocated
For days and nights,
Because!
Because I have been affianced to
By whom your turban is muckraked,
Which wrinkles the hauteur of your neck
And maculates your lineal pride.
Do not cogitate over my being,
Of my animated skeletal soma,
Of ego, emotions, pains,
Though I have self-pride like you.
But!
Botch up all what belongs to me.
Just engage me, and disengage
Then engaged, married and divorced.
I'm a dummy. Treat me as your puppit.
Dedicated to all broken engagements and divorces
M.K.Aassi
17-07-2019
