An Angel In Disguise
As I walk through many times
I leant a thing or two
About an Angel called tough times
Which many loathe without a thought
Our world gets better by the day
Because the angel lives
Without its bitter pay
There will be no notion like strive
Whenever it pays a visit
A new dream is always born
Many of such vision has helped mankind to transit
To a glorious dawn
If there was no darkness
Light could never be
Tough times becomes an incurable sickness
Only if you quit
When it comes to your tent
Think positively with patient
And you will be privileged to glimpse
Its an angel in disguise
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