People Or Fate Poem by Chan Mongol
People Or Fate
Was that for my bad luck, painful fate?
Or, some people made me unfortunate!
I cry, I missed those little feet
I missed to hug and to greet!
I couldn't have him sat on shoulder.
To walk by holding one little finger!
The attachment I couldn't build!
My unsatisfied soul was not filled!
Rudely, I was harmed and pushed so far away!
Keep in touch o little one and say me, hey! Okay!
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