So the Universe decided
That I should lose my red bandana
So I was made to forget it twice
But I always went back for it
The Universe didn’t like that
So it made me lose my shades
And even made a monkey bite me
To get me busy with vaccines
And insurance papers
And all that stuff
But none of that mattered
For it didn’t make me lose my bike
As I was cycling on the red dusty roads
Among temples with motives
Of dancing ladies with big titties
And drawings of the cosmic empire
They were all there with me
Looking at me
Probably laughing as I failed miserably
To befriend their monkeys
Their ancestral companions
That probably bit them too.
The only difference was
That there weren’t vaccines back then
Yet again
The cosmic empire might’ve been founded
Through the miracle of rabies