Director's Cut : Euthanasia

I wish , I had the scope to direct a movie called "Euthanasia"..!

While showing the most productive dream,
I would have made it obscure and yet artistically melancholic.. -

I could have freezed the frame in the most hopeless point,
Saying a "Cut..!", in my own terms;
Showcasing my creative greatness..!

I know , such a director's cut would invite skeptical eyes , chuckles from moronic ,broken jaws ....;

But only "Puppets" do care about the directive swines ,
In this world of thoroughly sore, retarded farm-house quadrupeds..!!

If I am rejected,
after all the tug-of-war, brawls,
and great battles of ego ;
I know, scissors will run through my strips, my brain-child..!!

Somebody else's excretory products might make it more tasty , more "Brine" ;
But, remember , surrogacy never works well with creativity..!!

Before I call for a final pack-up ,
let me publicize my last scene -

Silence please, in my honour.!!

-- A dead man lying down,
on the floor,
Amidst all the Tom-Bill-Sams around ;

Now, in a flash, have a look at all the pairs of eyes present .. -

Some look shining in satisfaction;
some look bereaved, void .

My man is dead,

But , see , the unmasked truth is gonna create goosebumps even in the corpse..!!

He knows,
Some beasts will have the wildest of the party times tonight ,
Rejoicing over the demise..!!