The ones who make you cry,
Who discourage you not to try.
Making you weak,
Wishing not to reach high peak.

They were immaculate,
The world didn’t know their gate.
They were left behind,
For their sinful bind.

A wellspring of all the hatred,
Will always be left alone on bed.
No one will ever look back,
And those will be the days when humanity will lack.

But, I encore ask all,
Why are we stopped, thinking we may fall
We will eventually succeed,
With a proud lead.

We will start with the fire that’s in our hearts,
Winning each race we all our arts.
Remembering those who aren’t worth humans,
But we’ll fly high & then everything will be done.

Here we have a beautiful world,
But we can’t see it, it’s purled
Hope everyone shine,
Stepping each stone with a smile & always repeating –I AM FINE..!