I was at the garden, roaming with Pals,
My phone was switched off, so had no calls
having a good time, having no thought
arrived then the palm reader, whome i caught.
Pious mark on the forehead,
turban rolled, in red
Closed in a cage, he had a parrot
He is a palm reader, but carries tarrot
I wished he was god, i had a question to ask him
why wouldnt i get it?, still stay so grim
when would i be what i want to be?
seldom do i realize, i am being lazy.
With my eyes going wet,
I realize, i am not there yet
Its not very far block,
i will have to slog.
God please help me get what i want. I just cant live without it. I request you. I would be a good boy. I wont bother my mom, i would help the needy. God please help me in this.
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