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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