All is fine when life is hard,
When my head is bald
Yet my wallet read like bank
My accounts balance at 0.00
No creditors, no debtors
It's fine anyway,
My unhealthy state proofs me wrong
My vision is blurred,
My mission is blocked...
With all the signs necessary,
I pleadge for a breakthrough
Though my voice is fainting,
My urge is astounding,
The driving force within my chest,
Can burst open my future,
Wild as it may sound,
Truth shall always stand,
My life, short as it maybe,
Hard it may look,
Sad as of now,
My future shall define my fate!
I should break all the walls,
No hindrance shall never stand.
Huddles will paint my life,
Steps they will be,
My success has just began.
That is why,
Optimistic i am to say,
All is fine behind all odds.

Next time is always there!
A phrase well known,
My worries,
When will this next time come,
For us, the poor, to wake?
When will this "tomorrow " come?!
I've been patient enough!

Mum,
I make a promise,
I WILL DELIVER,
With respect to the blessing i was bestowed upon to help my siblings... Who awaits me,
I will deliver AS WAS!
On the rocks, or pinching spikes,
I will deliver,
I will sweat to come home with food and clothing,
Even when my blood freeze in cold,
Or burn because of strain, i must DELIVER,
If i injure my vains on my way,
And drain a trench with my own blood,
I will still survive, to my promise
To the last breathe,i promise
To deliver,
Strong or weak,
Healthy or sick, i will deliver,
I will think till my brain cell dies,
I will work till my hands tear,
I will never fail to deliver,
Even when my head
Goes bald, i stand
To deliver!
Be hopeful of me mum
Things will work out soon
My last breathe will be after all this promise of heavens,
I will deliver mum,
I PROMISE.

Young and effortless,
In pain but helpless,
Calling the heartless,
For help, but they are careless,
They believe have brains, but look brainless.
Giving it all a try, in vain
It looks an everlasting pain
Embarrassed but plain
Of truth constantly hidden behind the lying love and faked emotionless attitude,
Always of survival but eventualy to death,
Perhaps, God has a waiting answer,
Because a thin sheet covers a dug grave, yet the child belives to be lying on the hardened earth!!!
*prayers may help, go down child, and pray to sweat blood. ....maybe it should be symbolic to help....
Brotherhood is an english vocabulary,
Ask me why!

yoU call yourself BETTER,
faSt  you DEMAND RESPECT,
othErs HAVE to follow your COMMANDS,
Lest you find your pay,
thE end SHALL DEFINE your pretence
you ASSIST only for GLORY,
your NAME and FAME!
Soonner or later YOU WILL realize,
Very USELESS you are.

I am asleap but at least i can think...
Inside this world we have alot of collours,
Bright and dark,
In different denominations,
Those in light colours hate the dark,
They stay together and are of similar thought,
Very different from the dark,
And they hate the dark......
The dark love and respect the light,
Who disrespect the honor and obedience, as of observed by the later.
I mean you don't  understand this.