Perish not, o will unbound!
In world so real, is beauty found.

Deceit lays in the heart of a valley,
Disturbed, are you? Pray tarry!
Surrounded by peaks, capped with snow so pure,
Ingenuous in essence-- nature's allure.

Murky waters desecrated by refuse--
Nature's gift spoilt.
Yet, hallowed status drips from Mother,
All to ritual's exploit.

A world of conflict, a struggle to thrive,
Pray, do not let it take away your drive!

Thorns make one bleed, but flowers persevere!
Beauty is the reason you will stay here.

Amidst hypocrisy and systems unwell,
Few hearts remain, warm and swell.
Kindness is a gift worth great toil,
A luxury to demand, a fool's embroil.

To find your path, is to belong.
Equal shall be he who's will is strong.

Arise, undaunted.
Or be prey, the hunted.
The only power bestowed, is a choice.
The only weapon strong enough— is the voice.

Do not let lights sway your attention.
Ignite in your heart the fire of passion;
The flame ablaze shall be your determination,
The world is free, for your succession.

The world is your canvas, your mind is the brush.
Contingencies can't hold back, ingenuity's rush.

To stay and remain, boldly assert— dominate.
Justice for what is right, shall be your mandate.
To satiate Fate,
You must never stop to create.

~Broken-hearted Beggar.