Double Faced Exposed

Alright, When you all guys will mean it,

Enough of your crap I have seen it.

Your words don’t match your face a bit,

I have closed my ears coz I am done with your shit,

              Shit Shit Shit that’s all surrounds.

              If you can’t see or hear the sounds,

            Then open your eyes and turn around.

            Turn around yeah but don’t fall on the ground,

            Ground with no background.

Dirt Dirt Dirt all dirt is there,

Dirty little people will make you scare,

Rare, these people are not so rare,

They will play the games that are not so fair

And they will walk and climb you or make you stare.

            Fake Fake Fake they smile so fake,

            All they want to do is take and take,

            Never will they help you when your life is at stake,

            They will treat you good and sweet as a cake,

            And right at back they will hiss like a snake.

Ya, I hate them, I hate those liars,

Liar Liar your pants on fire,

You people are trucks with a punctured tire.

Ya, you people have habit to drink, drive and crash.

But dare you come on my way and play road rash.

If you even try I will give you a dash,

And throw you like dirt in a can of a thrash.

            Thrash that where you belong,

            You don’t even realize what you did was wrong,

            You played well, just like a ding dong.

            Or a ping pong.

            But thank you, coz without you this was not a possible song.

            Hearty thanks to those double faced people for coming in my life.

                                                                                    ------ Husain Kantawala.