O! Cycle wait a while
Where are you going?
Without my knowing.
Why so hurry to reach the
gate,
the gate is my death .
Lying i am a single
object,
bounded by your massive
basket.
Your way is my way,
What's new in this
Unknown way?
Are there happy?
or bitter suffer?
or something other?
I am to take over.
Handeled by your royal
hand,
Let me know before my
end...