Guilty is my mind of things that I did not do,
Yet culprit I find myself of things that I did not do.
For jealous are people, of success that is not mine,
Yet sorry, I am for favours that I ask, they are not mine.
Leave everything to you, rest in peace I cannot,
For offer you this guilt, this idea I can conceive not.
But then nobody is foolish to accept things as done,
Then, why do I feel sorry for things that I have not done.
Doer art you for things that I cannot understand,
Leave everything to you, my emotions misunderstand.
For people are people, sorry for them I do not feel.
Guilty is my mind of things that I did not do,
Yet culprit I find myself of things that I did not do.
- Dr. Hira