O! How did I walk the world?! Walk the Universe?!
Biting back the tears, should I have hoped to reverse
everything, as if there was a magic key in the soul of me
But I am only trapezing in a history older than sunshine,
when I just have to always confront the prospect of losing everything that is mine!
What is sky and what is water, O Mother Destiny?
Were not all the earths made of my saunter, O Father Eternity?
I may be an old unforgiver, but how am I a relentless undaunted believer
to dance a perennial Nataraja dance to my background music amid all the din of the evil revilers?!
What is the sky, O my! And what is water,
if I should only bequeath the lessons of my suffering and sacrifice to you all (without my own replenishment) because of the abductors?
If true love can never decide if she is truth and justice’s lover or evil’s daughter?
Am I not tired with interspersed quandary between love and loyalties; and how do I sacrifice my integrity, ever after?
Yes, yet, though I am bankrupted by the overwhelming evil design, I am still with laughter!!!
