Brothers and Sisters, Unintentional It Was
Wise men say we have to balance the two:
Light and darkness; joy and sadness; the yin and the yang
Yes, we do; we do
Now the first general strike is for unrealised dreams
And we are blocking only the four-wheelers
Except water tankers and ambulances, those are allowed
The second general strike is against nightmares
And we are blocking only the two-wheelers
Except bicycles, these are allowed
It was mere confusion that we lose the balance.
For the confusion on unrealised dreams we apologise
On the behalf of 10,750 JACs
It was not our intention to deflate
The tyres of your Vespas and Activas
But we forgot we were supposed to ‘do’ only four-wheelers.
For the confusion, and nightmares’ sake, we apologise
On the behalf of 12,750 JACs
It was not our intention to pelt stones
At your fancy cars and SUVs
But we forgot we were supposed to ‘do’ only two-wheelers.
We are too blind to see the light
We cannot see anything in the darkness
We simply cannot express our joy
We are simply drowned in sadness
Even a godman can be excommunicated
If only god was alive—if only
All we can do is to wail with if ‘onlys’
If only in the first general strike
We had realised our dreams
If only in the second general strike
We had gotten rid of the nightmares.
PS: If only I can go away to Andromeda for good