I will never get bored
Of the life algorithms!
Coz i know
It is not about me only!
There is death, and decay
Ignorance and bloodshed ,everywhere
And ,
Yet
I have a bit of IQ, which
With my hard work and enthusiasm toward life
It ll let me wake up
To so much better, colorful dreams
Life has hammered me so well thus far
I am nearly in a complete shape
Saddness, hoplessness,
Has never been a thing for me
I am a soldier ready
To have my boots on, all the way
During my personal military
Training for life
I am equipped for the hardest
Yet to come
My mission is to protect
Life and save the green
Its not the thing in me only
I envalue it ,wherever i see, it lives!
Tomorrow i must wake up anew
GOD has never closed his door to repent for me!
Industrial revolutions has had a dust
That'll kill the soil ,we all came out from!
Our time is now
We all better ponder this deep
There are things that can not be subdued
Our planet is in real peril!
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