Salman Rushdie

"A poet's work is to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and to stop it from going to sleep."

Salman Rushdie

No Road Leads To an Escape

NO ROADS LEADS TO AN ESCAPE
(A)
No Roads leads to an escape
Worthless is a run
Phantom of seeker haunts from in
Hiding is no more a fun

I tell you simple is beautiful
But something that glows sales more
And with the almighty money
Open far wide is any door

But all the doors lead into the same room
You don't want to go in, do you?
Trapped in is an angel with his single wing
You don't want to save him, do you?

(B)
Pain is the privilege of the sufferer
Do not mind you often feel some
Beauty and genius are mistreated here on earth
Feel proud when you are too done

But oh! No wise words can even heal your wounds
They have deepened beyond heaven and hell
I tell you that the God is still one hope
Only key left to surpass that tiny escape door

But all the doors lead into the same room
You don't want to go in, do you?
Trapped in is an angel with his single wing
You don't want to save him, do you?

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