To Aura and Angel
U2 are from the East and yet you love everything West...
I am from an other world
from East and West
I am Thai..."Free", or am I?
Everyday I pray for our freedom
I pray that the beauty of Siam will survive
Angel says she never prays
she is happy and doesn't care
"MAI PEN RAI": "THE SMOG IS FRESH."
Perhaps Angel is right
Perhaps I shouldn't care so so much
But Buddha taught me long ago
to care...really care
for the Welfare of Others
I am too intense...too tired to try much more
how dare I write these words tonight
how dare I try or cry
I should go shopping instead...
Or give someone great head
CHOKE DEE my friends...the air is fresh
the Opera moving...another picture show
Mai Pen Rai the rest
All the best
In IMF WE TRUST
17 billion baht minus
Millions of people out of work
corruption runs amuck
Never Mind Never Mind Never Mind...(Chants the Mind)
"Don't cry for me..." I am happy, broke and free...
Is it true that the poor will inherit the earth?
VAT's the inheritance tax on that?
Angel and Aura
you are right
"Smile and the World smiles with you...
fart and you stand alone."
The secret of Siam
is to Smile in the face of Adversity
to be Sanuk and not Sanoh
to bee or not to be
East and West as One
Is our destiny.
Written while in Berlin, a few months after the Asian Financial Collapse in 1997.
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