Hardik Vaidya (26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)
Nature Is Fair
Neither you are guilty, nor am I.
God messed up and it was his KPI.
So let him pay,
Why should we bear for his mistakes?
Let him introspect in Heaven,
While me make love on earth, our only bed in his tavern?
Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013
Edited: Saturday, February 23, 2013
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