I Will Dunk into Life Toasting on it

Poetry

One day, I will get drunk and drunk with life and dunk into it, A magpie, into the puddle of life! Drowned I will be happiest I know Beyond the glass houses, where emotions and life is fragile Murphy law working, fear begets fear things happen as you anticipate and fear is indeed the driving force Parallel to the glass houses an open pathway of life exists Unaware of what others say sleeping below the umbrella sky drunk with life Men move in enthusiasm in little tea stalls, and buzzing hawker’s zone! I will walk with the unprivileged and learn from them happiness After all, they know happiness best into the miseries of life!