I grow with tht garden tree..
Only innocent  smile  that sets me free..
No more thank yous, no more sorries..
Had no any lies, no any worries..!!

That's  the pure soul wid no mixture..
Mind tht more clear than the  water..
No blacks &, no whites
Ur my frnd that does  only the matter..!!

But..
Now wake with alarm n run with clocks
No matters 'Why' the Race is ..
Just feared to be crushed by 'Mad' Mobs..
Grow  with towers that touching  the sky
Everything thr.. still i hv something lack...
Greed, lust, anger.. Ohh thts only Trap..
I beg my lord .. That my childhood.. Bring it