MISCELLANEA

I DON’T KNOW WHY I AM ALIVE

I DON’T KNOW WHY I AM ALIVE

[Retrospection about one’s self centred existence]



I don’t know why I am alive.
Why do I live? For whom I live?
I have lived like a parasite;
For others I have naught to give.

I bothered only for my needs.
I fulfilled my every desire.
In my selfishness I did earn
From friend and foe, alike, their ire.

I grabbed what was others’ so that
I might get richer more and more.
Alas, my vile deeds have brought me
Verily at the devil’s door.

O vile creature, you must suffer.
You must repay what’s ill gotten.
Your balance sheet is one sided.
You are for hell, not for heaven.


* Written in abcb 8-8-8-8 format

M C Gupta

Created: 19 July 2005