A Triple Disgrace

A Triple Disgrace

I’ve gotta express thank to a thousand-years long soul.

My feelings, thoughts, loneliness singular to me,

Thought, believed long am I so.

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One, I preferred a verse to prose.

Two, I composed a piece to sing it.

Three, I sang choir voice by voice.

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Others else, in a wise walk, hire staff

Lyric writer and composer, vocalist.

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One, I preferred a poet to novelist.

Two, I composed Classic than Pop.

Three, I sang in unpopular style.

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Others else, by fast track, succeed

Earning them repute and fame.

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Myself am a triple disgrace to my relatives.

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Rather the good few than the dishonorable many,

As one of them, there’s my ancestors in a thousand-years.

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I’ve gotta express thank to a thousand-years long soul.

Over the times, my soul is eventually struck on the rich vein of it,

Not lonely am I so.