Yet again I wish, if only it were a bit less painful,
Yet again I wish, if only it were not to mince my torn hopes,
In this puzzle of life, is ethics an out caste? Values so fragile?
Yet again I wish, if only I were not to go through all these.
I wish I could trace back all the ways that were trodden,
Only to reach the womb where I came from and be gone.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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