My Pet, Bull

I met him at a wedding…
Boozing like pig..
Again met him near “Niromi” DANSELA..
On a fullmoon wesak day…
Eating like a pig..

Very soon he became intimate with me..
Then I realised…I’m wrong…
He is not a pig….he is a bull…
He was always around me. at work. after work. Weekends…where ever I go…

Then I decided to leave this animal …
And came to Melbourne….
Bad deeds in life, you can not avoid..
Come after you like a wheel of a bullock cart coming behind a bull.

Worst part in my life..
I ended up living in cattle shed with the bull…
I did not have any options in my life
Started treating it as my pet…BULL