What is your purpose ?
The fact one have gone through his entire life,
It takes a fire and the soul of a man,
To decide the outcome of the entire consequence,
Of his need to survive,
More than just your imagination,
More than just a song,
More than your life is worth,
Is a river of blood
And survival from tragedy
No man can write down his lifesong accurately,
Nor this man who wrote down the poetry
Love and hate, joy and sorrow
Wealth and poverty, Wisdom and ignorance
Is all it takes to take down or rise a man to his ultimatum
The more he reigns, the nearness is his downfall
The choir of mother earth like-
The tsunami, earthquakes, tremors, floods,
And the most brutal of all-War
Is the reason for all man's ignorance for peace
The river of Blood is all around us
Better than thousand yesterdays.......
