I walked out alone on my way to my tryst

but who is this me in the dark

I step aside to avoid his presence

but I escape him not

He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger

He adds his loud voice to every word I utter

He is my own little self oh Lord

He knows no shame

But I, I am ashamed to come to thy door in his company

                                                                                           Rabing Narash Nagore