A Lament Poem by Shuaib Saifi

And now this thought torments me repeatedly,
Why I could not prove your decision true
Of getting me worthy for the army of you?
You, talented people, took having a trust in me.

For so long you kept teaching me with a affection,
Gave me so many strategies to shield the Kingdom;
I, as you expected me, failed such to become:
And lastly I, unworthy, proved untrue your decision.

It’s not I made no effort or performed with no care’
Or I remained unaware of my duties given;
If I be trusted some circumstances have also been,

That caused me to be such kind of soldier;
Now before my farewell I have a request for pardon,
If this be accepted, an ease may be to the heart of mine.