Friday, March 25, 2011

Honor Your Sculptor

Open your eyes and you will see.
Friends and foes are conspiracies.
Sharing and caring will make a smile.
For the joy of satisfaction once  in a while.

It all ends when opportunities arise.
Stabbing the bond with miseries and lies.
For there is no honor in the history you shared.
No love for the people who brought you there!

We seek only greatness in our lives.
The excuse, for cowards and prejudice wives.
Where is greatness without the rise of honor?
Where is love without the rise of sacrifice?

There is more to  human than selfish goals.
Calm and quiet like how the stream flows.
Wash away those fake tears of demise.
Cause your all demons without eyes.

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