For Them Who Wants To Compete With Me.... Poem by Mahfooz Ali

Music stems from chaos,
so I will lead this symphony...
Play with me and I will demonstrate tragedy.
Trust when I say, It's not out of fate...,
this was gift of allah.
It's out of my head,
so I can possibly see like me.
Even better...
Percieve like me.
Let's dominate this number game.
Eliminate propaganda-
It's not for the fame.
This selfless world interest...
This hidden fate entrance
This selfish personal interest...
An inescapable venegeance……..