Sadness is coming to all people life
Pain or suffer it would have to patient until end of live
The summer is tearing that it cannot be take autumn feeling in the time
The spring is mourning it cannot be blooming flower upon tree
The foe is tearing with sad the missing the hope
The soldiers are weeping they cannot seen loved one
The children are crying with hope parent's love
The Christ is take whole people life sin with eternity pleasure
In between creative world one who grab the noble hand
People are shouting remover the hand but noble one love is never end
Relax from the sadness the road would be showed
He knows where can be born the burn like sad
The time of cruel in the history killing gold heart the god is gave life up to forever
Alas the true is never die he came to world again wind is murmur
The innocent love is spreading all over the world via suffered people the river of Amazon whisper
The noble life is offering to painful people that are the noble power
IDC Pushpadewa, Advance Diploma in Tourism Management, CTH
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