The Legend
The Legend
Oh boy,
Oh, hungering adolescent mind,
Your dispersion of information
Endured your lineage
From destitution.
In a realm of the expanse of belief,
You reckoned with intellectual
And hard work.
Oh, Sir,
Oh, aiming researcher,
As the missile took off, with critics,
You resumed with the ordeal of the blaze.
As the accomplishment hurdled, after
The inception of failure, an eternity of
Scientists got characterized
In a less known province.
Oh, professor,
Oh, aspiring president.
As the politics brushed your
Ambitions, proficiency, and
Supervision encourages
The prospects adolescent.
Oh, author,
Oh, the wings of the fire of
Compassion, man.
The naturalness of your dabbled
Emotions influenced the
Wings of myriad.
With a yard of visions to be
Inferred into presence.
Oh, lord
Oh, have grace Lord,
Why you desire to embezzle?
Our competent leader.
While he helmed us to vacuum,
It's hard to let the connoisseur in
The dusk of recklessness.
The interment armies strutted for
The gracious soul.
The coffin beholds the treasure
Of the nation, as ammunition
Expended in convoy.
The ignited mind lives endlessly.
The passion sets a dream sets a pathway where the consequence of hurdles is achieved with ingenious and commitment.
The advent is not under our prudence, but the cruise of our expedition is under our discretion.