“You two are fools to change the world!
We are doing fine, no need of your vision.
It’s our mess and we are okay with it.
Mind my words, you’d be committing the treason!”
The world upside down, look at it from my angle
The three corners, we trio, form a part of a triangle
Worlds apart, opinions differ, goals at poles’ length
Bonds formed nine years ago, shakes and strengthens
Daily talks, gossips, good and the trying times
That’s not what defines us, there for each other?
No, understanding when to smack one’s head
And listening so to make jokes and tease light
That’s what we are. Continue reading “Done and Dusted”