I am always wrong,
With everything I do,
It has become my theme song,
I believe its true.
I can clap with one hand,
I can lick my elbow,
I can breathe under water,
I preach to trust a strange fellow.
I dont look both ways,
When I cross the street,
I tell all my students,
To go ahead and cheat.
I shout out loud,
When asked to be silent,
On a peace rally,
I act all violent.
I hold an abortion rally,
At a catholic church,
When I loose something,
I dont bother to search.
I drink coffee,
Right before I sleep,
I direct the kids,
Where the water is deep.
When I see a blind guy,
I ask for directions,
In the middle of a funeral,
I make funny impressions.
I cut classes,
When Im a teacher,
I learn evolution,
From a Christian preacher.
Then why doesnt Karma,
Throw me a bone,
With all these great qualities,
Why am all alone.
By Basheer Parvez.
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