When was the last time you checked in, burst the bubbles of hollow life,
lit a candle of spectacular dreams,
when was the last time you checked into reality?
When was it last that you sang a song,
out on a verandah or while making your bed?
I know you have a bad voice, but it sounds good, trust me.
You did your hair yesterday, you had a meeting to attend.
On Sundays, why don’t you dress up for yourself?
Run into a meeting in those funky pyjamas
or shorts that you love,
that is your true colour,
why hide just because it’s a Monday.
When was the last time you picked up the phone to actually talk,
when was it last that you smiled and you had humans stalked.
When was it last that you saw yourself in the mirror
and the glass reciprocated the essence you were
christened under?
When?