Bad Luck

Now and then, bad luck can shame you

And make you gloomy;

The hurt in the heart bemuses and frustrates

Everything you carry out will be of desperation,

The other lot will have some criticism,

Everywhere; some bending and harassment,

Face pulls down and

Mouth shut!

All over, your act will be defective.

Everywhere you wrong;

And infects others!

 The grave is your place-

Whatever you attain or find

Turns out to be meaningless

All endeavors turn to nothing

One way or other, your people hurt you,

They go off beam,

Splitting the same smash-up.

Why do these come about erratically?

To stick with for a week or two

Every walk you walk,

Every talk you talk

Will diffuse your face

Nothing counts.

All gone astray to be dishonored;

Those push down your days

You bear wary.

When bad luck comes slithering

You’re in the chasm of omission

Nobody heeds

And nobody you can take care.

At this time, you think and think

But of all wrongs

Nothing hit!

Your world turns sinister

You cringe your mind - thick

And think

But your hurts multiply in the heart,

The thing that never will imagine beyond,

At this point, you must be more cautious and con­scious.