A Confused Person

The unable to coordinate things, Harshly left by a faculty with wings: The clearly heard now have doubtful rings: Mostly to a lousy idea clings… For familiar role long awkward delays, Even if some helper fresh guides relays: The closest monitoring or he strays, Head on which Man of God healing hands lays… One won’t be right to tag him the aimless But certainly a ship damned rudderless; His completed actions not meaningless But sure makes their seekers more helpless… Candidate facing tough exam questions, The compulsory stiff also the options, One who had earned strange marks from the well done, The betrayed still weighing a need for gun… God’s devotee sadly having setbacks, Owner of steely safe another hacks… Every man at some point turns the confused, At such moments sleep to be not refused; When length it secures a psychiatric case Warranting loud pleas to God for Grace.