Listless Policies

As we grow older we grow strong,
But weak where it most matters.
Our enemies as young,
Somehow become friends till the end.

I want to know my weakness,
In life and in love.
I study my preference,
And adjust it with situation.

We are creatures of habit,
And acceptance is our god.
We behave according to plan,
and an agreeable associate is better than gold.

I want to break free of the ones I hate,
The culture I live and the ones I create.
I wish for an island of fools,
But all I get is pretentious tools.

Don’t be mislead by my Rhetoric,
I just crave a voice that will listen.
No regards over policy and politeness,
I beg for only a woman who is listless.

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