Challenge
Why is life so mysterious?
Why is living so bacterious?
When I were a child,
My relations were all mild,
What was wrong in my growth?
If natural growth has ugly myth,
I lost my path and broken my heart.
Why is human grace so factecious?
Copyright © Daljit Khankhana | Year Posted 2006
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