A blind dog came to a country fair
Who knows why he even went there!
No, not for a piece of candied sugar:
Flesh-n-bone he chewed with vigour!
On wife and children he placed his parlay,
But none followed him when he was carried away.
He had his share of adventure, invading a shop,
Only to be beaten up nice-n-prop!
Forgetting his very purpose in life
He lived through hell, distress and strife.
Leaving aside the Vedas, their criticism he read,
And mocked at the holy scriptures instead.
He swayed away from the right path
And lived in eternal fear of death.
He took many births, in many life forms,
And as a human descended on earth, finally -
But he roamed around in the forests dark,
Forgetting his very identity.
Like a precious stone in the hands of an ape
His life was lost, is that a surprise?
Forgetting the Lord Vithala of Purandara
He lived somehow, a troubled life.
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