Full of beuties rocks and hills hard
Mighty quenching thirst to low ward.
Fertile, look! grains to feed high ward
Herbs your doctor, jungle, green yard.
Lacking any thing not here though
Why thou kicked me? no,  I don't know.

Looted, treaded, sucked my blood red,
Though thou think if curse I once said.
Tore my prestise, shaved my hair half
Never spit thou made my foe laugh.
Gautam, Hawking, too were like all;
Why my kids thou made me down fall?

Held me tightly, broke my ribs few;
Axing, blasting, filled thy sack new.
Looked for loophole, Goliath, left Gath;
Broke my leg and kept on foot path.
Let me know my kids are sane all!
Hit their mom and pushed off cliff tall.

Great were some who dreamt and thought good;
Gave up life for keeping man hood.
How thou dared to chew their fair wish?
Reached the peak thou, burning their bliss.
Tell me worst of offsprings now how
Live my life of painful hell, yow!

Clean thy eyes and wash rupted soul;
View then how thou tried to loot, haul.
Less if godly penal fear lives,
Lift me high and mend my three ribs.
Give up greed and wake up now soon.
Help me touch them, sun and blue moon.

Full of beuties rocks and hills hard
Mighty quenching thirst to low ward.
Fertile, look! grains to feed high ward
Herbs your doctor, jungle, green yard.
Lacking any thing not here though
Why thou kicked me? no,  I don't know.