And then they gave him pain,
to see how it makes him feel,
if he submits to submission,
if it curtails his zeal
To live a life less ordinary,
they tried to make him die
they tried to get his conscious
to yield a begging cry.
And trampling upon his feelings,
they prayed for a loser’s shriek,
they prayed for wreck of strength’s ship
at the entrance of grievance creek
Yet he stode forward unrelenting,
he never uttered a sigh
What are you to cause my wreckage?
What are you to make me cry?
And emerging free from worries,
He never let out a wail
he faced them eye to eye
all but none could hail.
And then the world submitted
to glory thus divine
of one man free from error
of one man free of time!
Unshakeable
Posted by Devil's Advocate at 11:15 PM
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2 comments:
awesome man..out of ur many works this seems to me the best and complete in every sense i must say. nice work
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