KÒKÚMỌ́

The truant of existence, Severally registering appearance, Only for a lugubrious visitation, Paving way for sources' solution.

"It is natural," some say; "Diabolical it is," others say. Spiritualists consulted, Yet a futile effort recorded.

Irony of reality sets in: People gather for christening, For a joy of a moment, Believing in permanent stay.

A sigh of relief shows in the stay, But to a limited happiness. Who says fate can be changed When mother deceives herself?