The Blunder of My Life

To get the meaning of wonder In life I made an irreversible blunder Should I keep it as a secret? Or Should I bring it into light? On me the effect of it is no more As it was done long before But the dilemma to reveal it or not Still persists and pricks me like a piece of thorn And I bleed as if I am put in between two horns. If I decide not to conceal it any more You must call me a jackass I am sure If I go to keep it as I did till date Then like a termite eaten piece of wood, will go my fate Should I or should I not, reveal Does this dilemma become a greater deal More than the thing I made called blunder? Staring up at the blank sky I only wonder!