Time is a healer, but few moments are killer
They raise our rages onto a big pillar.
Making thy deep ocean, a wide and sandy desert
Keeping all the vices in a tender, noble heart.
Clean your heart and smear off all drears'
Because it's time to wave off the heaps of fears.
One's mind should be free from all the tears
It reflects one's ethics in a clean mirror.
Straight forward you talk and finish
To bring the quarrel of mind to diminish.