Life, a court of thorns and roses,
Where people breathe their masked faces and discloses,
Oh! This world is something dead beautiful,
He has thought of everything with his heart so bountiful.
The darkest minds and the darkest secrets shields the good,
Neither the maturity is safe nor the innocence of childhood,
This world was the origin of good but will end in crime,
Where a blink can change the history and inevitable time.
Conversations with god is needed to recreate the harmony,
If past can come, then make it better till eternity,
If tomorrow comes, to eliminate the evil from roots,
To make a world possible to live where love is more than disputes.