Master in Slaves
I am in the middle of an ocean surrounded by water
Death is but certain and there is no way for survival
No one to reciprocate between life and death barter
Only death has to come as a mercy as death angel
What can I do nothing but to leave myself to waves
Which in no time will take toll of life and I will just die
I am not over taken but I am one of destined slaves
So my soul is not afraid but ready in pursuit to fly
Transitory life will change in to but permanent abode
My courage and confidence will be written on waves
After a long long struggle I will march just on the road
Hence I will prove myself as master in the slaves
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
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