Arjuna doesn't have a friend like Krishna
To teach him about right and wrong
While fighting the battle with loved ones
His own Kurukshetra
Blood oozes from the cuts
Wounds suppurate on the skin
Memories of slaughter taxes his brain
How can they not understand a simple thing?
They can also be wrong
Guilt-ridden Arjuna wonders
Why he keep seeing his own faults?
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