(Verse 2)
Karna looks at Krishna, wisdom in his gaze,
“You know everything, through all of time’s maze.
The destruction is coming, I see it so plain,
With Duryodhana, Shakuni, fueling the pain.
Dushasana beside them, their wicked intent,
And I, caught in the middle, on ruin I’m bent.
I dreamt of the Pandavas, victorious and bold,
Yudhishthira in silks, a story unfolds.
Ascending a palace, of pillars so grand,
While we, the Kauravas, a blood-colored band,
Were going south, Krishna, to Yamaraj’s keep,
A vision of darkness, secrets so deep.”