What a pity it is, that, some songs
Are left unsung and unheard
These songs, now so rare
Some were sweet, some bitter
A mother's melodious voice
Singing a sweet lullaby as can be
Childhood sprouting from
The sleep of peaceful dreams
With the playful games,
Bringing joy and happiness
I remember hearing songs
Patriotic and inspiring
Energizing one with a spirit
Of action, performing duty
Making one reach goals
Loving the scenes from
Mountains to rivers,
Waterfalls to lakes
Songs turning obstacles
To move the mountains,
And reach every summit
I heard songs full of energy
To touch the skies and stars above
Life took turns and going in cycles
People changed, values degraded
Rules bent without passion
Yes, there was a song
With one point to prove,
Victory of good with a Celestial song.
Still, hoping that the unfinished song
Keeps on going, on and on.
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