Alli

Some say Karma is real, you reap what you sow,

But men are not bothered by this old wives tale, existence is for self,trailed by seas of  tears ,sometimes blood, most times sorrows, this era of self.

You were great once, a mustang wild and untamed

Your word was law and you towered like a rock.. 

Even when they called for your head

The young ones who shouted, cried and whimpered as they died...

8 unnamed...you did not go

But they did.. nameless and forgotten...

You prospered in wealth

Were courted by power..

and Were forgotten.  

But Nemisis is a Mushin Fighter...

Dirty and shameless..

It was her turn to bare you naked to the world.  

So we learnt you are now a shell and imprisoned by your love.. 

How you are slapped and can't say a word..the mighty Ali...I shake my head..

The cooks, garderners are only too glad to tell your tale to a gossip-thirsty world..

You are a shell Ali, old, scared, and imprisoned, devocalised  by life...you cry alone...

You left the wife your youth...where are the children of your youth?

They say your your son is drugged to the eyes...they say...'they say...

Fallible man you cannot even save yourself