Fire
FIRE
In every man is a decreed madness
A hidden urge for progress
It torments the mind like spikes of Jesus's crown
As like a potent atomic bomb
Ready and timed to explode
It's that feel to be great like God
Breaking open with ideas and motives
That are long hatched plans for tomorrow
Only if time shall allow it's mercy enough
Then eggs of this incubated shall crack
Opening to the world a challenge
Yes
Yes dear people
One mans success is a battle line for the other
They are to fight to cross and achieve
Instead of long, long howlings of failures
When this conquered one day, beaten one day
The joy is a good job done
Grease to the elbow of you, a worker
A real man, man of strengh, Oh hercules
As yours is a crown of gold
What men ought to earn been real men
Explode with ideas, explode with strengh
Achieve the ultimate
Climb the mountain to God, where Heaven shine.
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