Set in the barrel of success
All alone i stood
Equipped with dreams
I set out for a world
Of none but God
Ignited by passion
Sweat is all i could drink
For water seemed a mirage
Fading at every mirage
Like the queen's palace carpet
Sweet things unfolded
To the world that once laughed
Mockery had set in
But i never could wink
The past had showed
The truth in humans
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