Tell Me What I Shouldn’t Do


Tell me what I shouldn’t do

So you won’t term me a terrorist

Or some crazy extremist


I get up every morning

And just like you

I groan at the thought of another long day


Then its the rush hour traffic for me

And you; trains are packed

People are tired and whacked


As a seat becomes free,

I take out a book and see

The front cover,


Tick Tock it says

And I wonder whether

It will be safe to read it


When dressed like this

I catch the stares and glares

Will that man get anxious?


But the book is a gripping tale

So I hide the cover

And decide to read


But over my shoulder I feel

Eyes on my page,

A bomb’s just exploded in the station


So will those eyes begin to think,

That I am doing…

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