The Coconut Water
Today I bought a bottle of coconut water
which costs my broken wallet a 5.50 of the currency.
All the way from a land of coconuts
It came to this land of sands and dunes.
And from chilly freezer
it shall go down my warm smelly gut.
The poor bottle of coconut water
still looks so good
despite all the heats, beats and more, I thought.
I sat at my table, looked at the bottle
and wished I were like it-
'Cool, Luxurious and Elegant Foreigner'.
But the moment next, I thanked God a heap,
that I am different-
" Oh Man! That tastes like holy shit!"
