Many a time,
I am dead,
and as yet arise alive,
to feel good and bad,
if feeling bad recurs more oftener,
than feeling good,
then situation again rises,
when I once more am dead,
bad sometimes is shame,
sometime my untruths,
and at others my dishonesty,
sometimes my blatant betrayal of innocent,
and at others my violence on weak,
it is not that I cannot control feeling bad,
but sometimes and quite often at that,
I feel very good before despairing into deep bad,
now I have resolved,
as lot of bad has happened,
that company or no of devils,
I will avoid doing bad,
and be dead only once,
when I can not do any good or bad.
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