In a world full of wonders,
twinkling stars, singing birds,
wandering rivers, bountiful
seas, oceans, mysterious
forests, majestic mountains,
in the midst of all the
mesmerizing, nature-abiding
sentient beings, only the
supreme of all is accursed.
Alas! Alas! Alas!
If any spell could deliver
me from this shame and guilt,
I'd turn into a rat or a bat,
an ant or an elephant, or into
any other being beneath the
patient, priceless, paradise,
I'd live merrily here before
I fell prey to hunger or greed
or simply died on the earth
where I could breathe and breed.
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