You’re the messiah and the mistress
You’re the Brutus cut
And the brute that felled Caesar
And all at once Caesar
You’re a tattoo across that man’s chest
And the woman’s breast alongside him
You’re the reason they watch TV
Together
But I cannot stand to see you open
And I can’t stand to see you close
I cannot stand to see you slow
And I can’t stand to see you go
I cannot stand to hear the hype
And I can’t stand to hear the tripe
You’re a B&W TV memory
Of me running to tell my sick mother
Of you running down to Qadir
“This crazy kid's gone nuts!”
And ever since
She’s been nuts about you
And that was the only time I watched
You and cricket with my brother
You’re the kid brother I never had.
Kid, change those milestones into stones.
(The first four lines came four days back, this Tendulkar20 Business can sure put you off)
Showing posts with label 20 years of Sachin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 20 years of Sachin. Show all posts
November 15, 2009
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