Johnny Walker

You think you’ve seen enough already

Well, brace up

For somedays your eyes will lose appetite for sight

Your skin will fold into itself

And you will become a mini-waterfall

You will become a stringless guitar

And you might still rain in dry season

You think you've heard enough

Hold still,

For somedays, your ears will shed tears

And your heart will quiver in shock

You think you've walked enough

Keep walking,

For somedays your sole will call you wretched

But keep walking,

For it will learn to keep up with the pace soon

You will see death on your way home

But do not fret

For you are a hybrid

A mixture of salt and sugar, no dilute

And these are elements summed up to make you you

Brace up

For you are uncommonly common