Each passing day is spent chasing
Running and longing
Unceasing though fatigued and yawning
Stretching out a hand to reach the horizon,
Perceiving satisfaction
Fulfillment beckons
Close and even closer to the fingertips
A row of successes;Auspicious omen of man's reunion to his utmost accomplishment-
Everlasting Happiness.
Just in minutes,the horizon sails faraway
With the clouds to heaven knows where
Our horizon gets farther everyday
All the chase for the silver lining;
An ever misleading visually consenting mirage
Salvation is not Faraway
It is a place in man's heart
His mind cannot accept that
Man don't believe simplicity
Complications was knead along humanity
It was not so from the beginning when he stayed beside divinity;
It started when he sought to be knowledgeable in things not affecting his productivity
The cat was killed by its curiosity.
I am the voice of change
I am Bright Mendel.
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