Alas! They Were Bubbles!
Alas! All my riches were flashing bubbles.
All powers and positions were fleeting bubbles.
All the worldly pleasures were flimsy bubbles.
And all big connections were feeble bubbles.
A single misfortune wiped out my massive wealth
And destroyed the possessions that had any worth.
A single accident crushed my robust health.
And obliterated my beauty that exuded mirth.
I now live in a mercy-home’s dormitory.
My life is aided by kind people’s generosity.
I get twice-a-day free supply of gruel for food
And for sleeping I’m given a makeshift bed.
In those days when I lived like a rutting elephant,
Wallowing in riches, making life increasingly pleasant,
None could have imagined that this would be my end.
If I had any hint, my life style would have been different.
I wouldn’t have ever practiced.
Remorsefully I cry and beseech, Oh, God!
Give me a chance to undo every misdeed.