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So easy to steal an idea.
Adopt a manner, deform an ideal.
These values will never join hands.
A false ideology built on running sand.

The product of indifference.
The harmful consequence.
An after-effect that is being ignored.

His mind was adrift, he intended to drill.
He looked worn out yet refused to be
The one to give up; lose his faith and his heart,
The hope they tried so hard to shut down.

Put through the mill and borne with the strain,
Exposed to torments, he never complained.
No-win situations in his everyday life

GREEDY MAN


I have a little story for you.

This man… Is he the real rebel?
That fearless revolutionary? No, he’s not.
He’s just another weak man that streams the flag.

I have a little story for you.

This man… Is he the real rebel?
That fearless revolutionary? No, he’s not.
He’s just another weak man that streams the flag.
Another helpless man to march in step
With the music of the anthem of interest lack.

When we attempt to distill…
To no avail at this point, but we’ve got the will,
The urgency to grow and learn, succeed.
A little attention will suffice to see
That it’s time to challenge, to defy
Our cold hearts, stagnant bodies and minds.
Will we ever challenge and defy
Our stagnant bodies, our jaded minds?

I used to think that I was the one to constantly change,
But I've come to realize I'm not, as static rules dictate my ways.
And I continue to question if my bubble of insecurity will burst someday.
Will burst someday? I want to know its nature.
Is my substance allowed to see the light of day?

Find out who I am in this universe of complexity
Where nothing is set in stone...