AFTER DAY ENDS,
A SIGNAL DARK NIGHT SENDS,
TO CHECK BALANCE OF REMAINING LIGHT,
TO CHECK MY LEFT HAND AND RIGHT.
FIRST I SEE LEFT HAND, IN TEARS,
AND COMPLAIN TO GOD IN DESPAIR,
ABOUT WHAT I HAD LEFT IN LIFE,
ABOUT WHAT I HAVE TO LEFT IN MY LIFE.
TEARS ROLL DOWN RAPIDLY FOR PAST'S FEAR,
AND ALSO FOR THE FUTURE NEAR,
CURSING THE LINES OF MY LEFT HAND,
CURSING THE THINGS I LOST IN FORTUNE 's SAND.
CAN I BE EVER FINE,
WITHOUT HAVING THIS LEFT LINE,
ASKS MY HEART A STUPID QUESTION,
WITHOUT HAVING ANY'BUT,IF' CONJUNCTION.
THE SHADOW OF MY EYES NOW FALL ON RIGHT HAND,
ON WHICH THERE IS A FORTUNE BAND,
BEING IN SO MUCH GAIN,
ALSO HAS THAT STUPID PAIN.
WITH MAXIMUM POLITENESS MY RIGHT HAND SAY,
TO LEFT HAND,WHO STILL HAD LOSING DAY,
WHEN I CAN BE SAD ON YOUR LOSING DAY,
WHY YOU CANT BE HAPPY,WHEN THERE IS MY GAINING RAY.
TAKING IN ACCOUNT RIGHT HAND,LEFT HAND THOUGHT,
'HOW FOOLISH I WAS',I LIVED IN MY LOT.
WHAT HAPPENED IF THERE IS NO HAPPINESS IN ME',
I WILL FIND THEM IN OTHER'S WELL BEING.
NIGHT ENDS,PREACHING ENDS,
BUT DILEMMA OF LEFT HAND NEVER ENDS,
SEEING THE CONDITION OF LEFT HAND,MY MIND THINKS,
'IS HAPPINESS' A PERMANENT THING.
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