The
fuse going to explode
The
heavy loads of bad karma
How
long will it hold?
It
is anybody's guess
Take
a breathing space
The
short burst of speed
Thinking
it has a winning chance
Near
the finishing line the legs cramped
The
cry of pain
The
frustration on the face
The
shouts to move on
But
others beat into it
The
face tells a story
The
loads too heavy to carry
The
tainted karma makes its presence
There
is no way to go but down
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