I'm always anxious and fearful
I'm the common man
The world I find very complicated
I talk in sounds, expressions deadpan
I neither know what is right
Nor what is wrong
I find science very confusing
Only my religion is strong
But the gods only favor the rich
Or those that pour milk
I know I won't go to heaven
My underwear is synthetic, not silk
Mathematics is beyond me
Physics is just as fun
Engineering and commerce are same
Illiterate and innumerate, I'm two in one
My hopes were high for a painless stroke
But my doctor said no
My heart has sugar and fat blocking it
But I wouldn't yet go
My doctor has given a laundry list
Of things to merrily do
I stand in a glum line at the medicine shop
I have not a single clue
It's a slow death for me I guess
I'll only get worse
Terrified I sweat like a faucet
I realize it's god's curse
I ask for God,
"Oh god where are you
I can't afford you now
The medicine will require the money
I saved for the holy cow"
