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There Are Many Things I Do Not Know

In my quest to conquer, from valleys to cities From rivers to hilltops, deserts to valleys of ice Until reaching focal point to realize That there are many things I do not know: My shadow is my best companion Yet, I will never know everything about it For mysteries are partners in life Things happen behind closed doors, Too much is taking place behind the scenes, And there is a lot going on underground Things I will never know about Hence I have been searching for answers: Do babies pray in their mothers' wombs? Does the sun ever get angry? Do the moon and the stars ever get bored? The world is flooding with secrets With things making souls filthy, And things filling hearts with happiness Things that will never be known Like deeds tormenting creatures in the dark world In the world of life and death Freedom is good and inspirational Opening doors for emancipation Everyone riding on the wagon of being free Doing things that will never come in the open Making the world becomes round and flat People fighting over emptiness Many carrying hatred in the luggage's While love is all what we need; I do not know why, But I know, this is a world of challenges Where people never stop waving Coming into others' lives, pretend to be genuine Only to make them lose way, and disappear There are many things I do not know, But I know, technology does things differently Science has its ups and downs However, life is force of multiple dimensions Moving along diverse forces of unknown origin; Hence, there are many things I do not know, But I will keep calling Mother Nature To keep sending messages of peace For tomorrow will come and go History repeating itself, with questions without answers... ... There will always be many things I do not know

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