Toiling till silence sweep over the room,
Weary visions and drained soul.
Nonetheless, a noble duty bearing out.
Smiles plastered on their face
For those unfortunate beings
While being aware of their lives
They strive for our decent tomorrow.
You are a warrior of today,
A tremendous history of tomorrow.
A divine triumph awaits
For you are our faith
And He never fails.
@Paodon
YOU ARE READING
The Afterthoughts
Poetry"The Afterthoughts", is a room where I bottle up my cursory thoughts, hidden from the realm I am existing and presenting it to the world where I yearn to fit (bookish world).
