Oh! How my armies are defeated and hurt!!
Because I curse them for being hijacked by evil dirt
You can see these flowers are not in my care
For evil Prakash Saint Paul masticates whatever I dare
I’d love to bless Aries, Taurus, Leo and Gemini
But please understand why Aquarius and Libra can’t be in my eye
I have done my duty even to those who don’t deserve my sympathy
Though it is Virgo, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn that deserve my dignity
But I am helplessly unable to swing the Zodiac. I only wish to die.
The treachery of selfishness makes a sty of my sky
So, I abandon my armies to become dispassionate stone
I want to go from this world, because hijacked is my throne!
I love. But my loves don’t believe me. They’d rather deceive me!
Even my beautiful pets are not spared by Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery
He even stoops so low to steal me and my dear ones’ identity
He morphs, bodygrabs, eats, and uses all to delude me
I am not bothered by such scum. I couldn’t bother to beat my drum
I have long realised this life is not my Coke and rum
Nothing anyone offers me comes without Saint Paul’s desperate thumb
I never wanted anything anyway. I only did my duty. My aspirations are numb!
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