Be afraid not…
Authorise not a threat
To dread not, the delinquencies
Exist not, and do the real thing
Get-off thy world, of endless impossibilities
Moreover, get well, from the Walter Minty Syndrome
The world needs thee,
As created…
From the heaven’s series
Not a segment was unconsidered,
Why defy about it?
Is it not, how it was meant
These, that, and them are of where we are
Bide nor their lives,
But that of thee, to ye
It makes the world absolute
Unique to diverge from crowds
How convenient, and yet denied
For the sake of nobody
Who knows nothing about thy life?
Care less on what concerns you
Show them,
Prove to them
Then get to be thee
After all, and find a way to bide with thyself
