Our Lady of Assumptions
Turning sides of the spinning coin
guesses of mere uncertainties
Across pedestals, care to join?
Among people, intricacies?
Oh mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who's the fairest among them all?
Need such a shoulder to lean on,
or grabbing people's attention?
Living in vain and insecurity
shooting blanks with accuracy
brewing on concocted conspiracy
Isn't that they call insanity?
All assumptions, are you that lost,
deep in the labyrinth of fear?
You will pay dearly of what it costs
and ending up shifting your gear.
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