I light up a
cigarette
Just like that
To forget the misery
And the pain
Just like that
A freedom from the
rain
An electric blue
train
Just like that.
Is this a beginning
or an end?
Or is it also
Just like that
Here I sit and learn
Through his reign
Just like that
Who are men and God?
And who is Mark Twain
Is it all in vain
Just like that?
I search for glory in
rain
Which falls
Just like that
For those who
appreciate pain
Just like that
It passes down from
father to son
Just like that
Who will say I am
sleepy now
Just like that
Yet it is time to
sleep
Just like that
Whoever more I can
bejewel
Her bedecked stain
For it lingers on
momentarily
Just like that
It was passed down
from
Mother to daughter
Just like that.
TOSHAM
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