Underneath the blanket of stars,
In front of the meadows and flowers.
Upon him was the curtain of moon’s light,
There was a soul sitting with a fight.
A fight so big that could destroy the divine,
A fight so good that could eradicate the evil.
A fight which is similar to yours and mine,
A fight which takes away all the courage and will.
Two roads are laid by the destiny,
The doubt is now which one should he choose?
All he can was to do scrutiny.
He was not sure for what he is going to lose.
Even he was not sure what would he gain?
But still he had a decision to make.
It was a battle between the luxury and pain,
It was the war between the real and fake.
Either he could walk up to the skies,
A world of power, money and lies.
He would go far away from his roots,
Where the whole world would follow his silhouette.
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