Sad at the very pathetic plight!
just in morning comes twilight!
la martinere fellow, a pupil bright;
gifted qualities raised him to height
novice yet wrote poems very nice
tender emotion turned fatal vice.
ï¬ngers drew well pictures cocktail
strummed strings in tune amidst all. turmoil.
highly proud parents' very gleaming eyes
long cherished only son outdid 'the butterflies'.
nurtured ambition set on a right mission
destiny spoiled the sport with ordained destination
dejected at failure though bent on creation
half-way rejected himself out of frustration.
drowned to death in placid still water
left a black mark as his mettle did falter.
my dear sonny, one selï¬sh turned funny;
your sinful folly deï¬led the soul holy.
who will wipe now big tear drops?
'cynical clock' ticks; mad world hops!
