What May Happen

What may happen,
I am not certain.
And I cannot tell you
What is truth.
About win or loss
You cannot discuss.
All pleasures and all
Pains are at cross.
If you wish to live
You may live.
I have nothing to say
But you must keep me at bays.
I am ready to carry out your order,
But first let me surrender to save future.

by Gajanan Mishra

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This poem talks about the first Canadian English and French settlers who made Canadian History