Ah! My darling, it has taken aeons;
To formulate my moans, my tears of blood;
To astonish the world of my true knowledge, 
I had to bear assaults and atrocious troubles.    

My simplicity and truthfulness annoyed the ignorant, ill-bred,
And they crafted more barriers in my modes.
Apathy of my adored masses towards me,
Awarded my antagonists finger to rib me.

I wish I lived in burning barren region.
In seclusion, and like Sita grieve my fate.
That was also disallowed, I was thrown,
To the sharks to eat me at my day and night. 
My sin was to assert my love to my people and land; 
My feeble condition only deceived me, to have sinned.

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