To run away from life, is cowardice. To live with what's in hand, is grandeur. Mixing good and bad of life, processing splice. Away from family on foreign land, its a failure. Ruthless earth, ruthless people, how to sustain. Distances are to be readily kept, I maintain. The sky above, the earth beneath, With God in my heart, I breathe!!! |
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
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