Thursday, May 17, 2018

The Story



17-05-2018

The curse that hit me in my travels,
Which I foresaw,
And approved!

The dead stood in silence,
Calmly making an obituary for my actions,
While looking at me in sorrow!

I was used to failure!
Still, they encouraged me to move forward,

Like someone who buys the weekly lottery,
Dreaming of a winning that wont come.