This man in Guj was greater
He went ten steps further
He planned even deeper
To rid of his burden senile!
He was more worldly- lettered
Thus he was less fettered
His scheme he so bettered
Perfected for quite a while!
He acted one moment right
When all were out of sight
In his heart 'twas
dark night
His mind moved with guile!
He helped his mother to the roof
His good senses were all aloof
His conscience didn’t utter woof
Shoved his load down in a pile!
To dress the crime as suicide
He’d ridden the longest ride
But from open eyes couldn’t hide
Cameras saw and kept the file!
Oh son, are you free
of your burden
Your heart looks
more heavily laden
Your mom is gone,
thought mistaken
She remains with you stronger to rile!
Xavier Bage
Tues, January 09, 2018
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