Lone man on a delabitated fence,
thinking of his ways
but he is helpless
gazing at the uncoutable stars
with is bewildered teary eyes
and wish he could find his'
to scrutinize if faulty
he continue babbling,
bitting his fingers
and some thought he was inebriated,
while few sympathize for his fresh insanity,
but none knew how karma
suffers his heart.
At time penance
is not enough
to blot out a career
of promiscuity,
this is nemesis
acting as an instrument
showing him how powerless he his
against nature, as human being
the lady he planned
as a wife after her career
was seize to be his'
the unforgiven
and unforgeting
hand of time got him
because the gods
are not without their sense
of karma
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