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Daddy Daddy, it was just like you said
Now that the living outnumber the dead.

Where I come from it's a long thin thread
Across an ocean, down a river of red.
Now that the living outnumber the dead.
I'm one of many.

Daddy Daddy, it was just like you said
Now that the living outnumber the dead.
Speak my language.

Hello. Hello.
Here come the quick. There go the dead.
Here they come.
Bright red.
Speak my language.


- Laurie Anderson song

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Saturday, 20 June 2009

To write or not to write

That is the only question.

6 comments:

little boxes said...

yes we will write soon inam.
lots and lots.
*wink*

Inam said...

Yes, i know ;) I was talking of poems here though, my own.

Deeptesh said...

Hey....we all are waiting for your next poem.And oh yeah...read the write up about you in The Telegraph....your song was really used in a film on the Third World?That's awesome.....!!!!

ishani said...

yeah unbelievable as u already r, dont get impossible.
WRITE!!!!!!

ishani said...

yeah unbelievable as u already r, dont get impossible.
WRITE!!!!!!

Anurima. said...

write, always write. always. you might die if you write what you write, but if you don't you will die for sure.