Two Heavenly Passions on a Wondrous Day,
Reduced their Strength, Reduced their Warmth.
And Lightened up the Nature’s Human Tray,
To put a New Being on the Golden Way.
Sharp as a Knife for Ur Aweful Genes,
Ever Escaping from Our Mother’s Dreams.
Sent afar to Discipline Ur Life,
To the so called God’s Land of Strife.
Through the Stages of Defeat and Decline,
U Never Stood on the Coward’s Line.
Never did U have a Magic Wand,
But U did make a Golden Hand.
Becoming Our Family’s Forceful Envoy,
Finally got Ur Ideal Angel of Joy.
Life is Nothing but PUSH and PULL,
May Ur GOD make It – BEAUTIFUL.
** Mirrorboy **