Fools Rush In...
Fools Rush In...
Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread
Old is ending into new beginnings
At such ironical times,
I don’t have to prove it to anyone anywhere,
I have to prove it to myself.
I owe myself everything,
Deformities within,
I have to rise above them gradually,
One by one.
The old school be-longer,
I’m the lone survivor,
I have come a long way to witness this,
I’m rightfully carrying the legacy of HIM,
The Universal Poet blesses me, I can feel that within…