Life was ripe and then suddenly it did strike.
Just a year and a half and all was blown out.
A lot many things to remember and cherish, the rest is now hallucination.
Life still pulls on and people keep talking.
The vagrant said – I’m alone, The spirit kept saying – No you aren’t
The vagrant said – People still keep talking, The spirit said – Does it really matter? Keep Smiling!
Nothing to be done. Nothing that can be done.
They later relented . Phony that it was.
The vagrant said – What’s the point? Damage is Done! Keep Smiling
Seven years! Things have still not changed…
Or have they? Never believe a word not from your mouth..
The spirit still remains, treading parallely with the wanderer.All the way just saying – I’m with you , Keep smiling.
Not a moment of remorse, lest life strikes again!
Three cheers to the spirit.
Justice will be done, Keep smiling!