For all my sins I take all the blame
But my Lord I carry all the shame
I do not have a plea for one or same
Neither I aspire mercy just a claim

I spent my youth in all deadly sins
I had the taste of very many chins
I took warmth from many soft skins
To taste juicy lips I opened many tins

I tasted many chicks for the real taste
I played with those who were chaste
Now I realized it was all but just waste
For all this fun I have to be lambaste

Repentance is but without any plea
For forgiveness towards Lord I see
Since His love is love of mother be
He is my savior He will set me free

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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