Rise above Origin
Because we are made, fold and unfold
For a special task,
Rise above the reason of life, nor existing, stand above the crowd,
Smile with the birds in a winter snow cold sky, as you notice
The smoke coming from your shaking lips
And you read between each and every line that the natural smoke
Create and smile back at the struggling sunshine, as the sun arise
With its weakness of doubting to come out,
Coz this is not like any other planet,
Once alive, once allow the existence take place,
There is no turning back...
Over sensitive don’t come alive,
Those who take things serious never finish the race,
Those who rise above the origin, those who conquer
And embrace it with its challenges,
They are not afraid to stand aside from the crowed,
Stand where everyone can see, raise their right hand
Scream "I AM ALIVE"
Scream with the voice that everyone hear and understand,
For they know their purpose in Life,
Rising above all life circumstances, is never easy but, looking back
And curse life and its problems rises the dead, create conflict
And produce war.
I choose to rise above the origin of life,
Smile at the storm,
Cross boundaries, go over the limit,
Eliminate any wanna bies
Hi world, This Blogl is full of my own opinons,facts and the way i see things, some of the stories, poem, videos or pictures are inspired by really people that i meet/met and still will meet...for more of my opinions follow me on twitter: www.twitter.com/ncumisasiko
Monday, 5 March 2012
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