Copla Cuarenta Y Ocho This Bad Guy World
COPLA CUARENTA Y OCHO: This Bad Guy World
How easy it’d be to believe
All is maya all mere figment:
Nada vision
Yet how might one make believe
All is night in the firmament:
Just illusion
Who has returned when breath has gone
Who knows no lasting pain in this life:
Who does not cry
Pain is real sorrow’s turned to bone
Separation the lone soul’s strife:
Can this angst die
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2014
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