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Black Sheep

In a bar of sheep black,
The discussion among our wolf pack,

Different opinions,  strong views,
The passion in words,  the valid argument they use,

A country divided, who is right,
Poor are suffering,  rich have the might,

Every region has a story, crisis around,
Every country suffering, ego on the ground,

Shall we sit and discuss or start a revolution,
Is it time to take actions,  it is time to find the solution,

The  discussion is never ending,
The people involved just keep pretending,

To know it all,  but fact of life,
Is complex and complicated,  the strife,

The effort never ends,  people in power lie,
But in the end we all die,

We want to help the people in need,
Provide shelter for them and feed them,  and do a good deed,

Egoism brings us nowhere,  in giving is the true joy,
Life is a precious gift,  it is not a toy,

Individuals cannot save the world, we must gather the troops,
In company of like minded people,  helping others in groups,

Rise rise rise and take what is yours,
Take the control,  take the reigns,  the power is yours.

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Think

When will you open your eyes and think,
Close them and open again to blink,

A dark veil is covering your mind,
Diverting you,  not letting you find,

Distracted by materialism, you are sinking deep,
Your tears are stolen,  you cannot weep,

Going through same routine, day in and day out,
Afraid to ask, never wondering what’s it all about,

Pursuit for happiness became a lust,
Forgot the time when you were fair and just,

The meaning of life is lost,
Roots were reached by the frost,

No savior to save you know, in this void,
You bury your woes in your iPhone and Android,

Words lost their meaning, emotions gone,
Now for everything you have an emoticon,

Towards your end,  you’re slowly drifting,
The world revolves around,  axis shifting,

In this hopeless night, you kindle fire,
You open your eyes when the need is dire,

In flowing current, you struggle against the tide,
You’re ready for change, you cannot hide,

The winds are changing, a revolution born,
Rally the troops,  blow the horn,

You opened your eyes and you thought,
Explored the world and the answers you sought.

For Me?

Wish I didnt have to do it,
There is no chance to avoid it,
They said I was mad to do it,
But this is what fate had for me,  

This cursed life on the run,
Sweating under the sun,
Mourning while holding a gun,
There is no escape for me,  

I run and death follows,
Betrayed by all my fellows
No goodbyes and no hello’s,
There is no friend in need for me,  

I remember when life was pleasing,
Enjoyed being fun and appeasing,
Flirting with them and teasing,
Now there is no savior for me,  

These hardships, twists and turns,
To kindle that fire which burns,
A fire of passion, a job that earns,
In crisis, is there any hope for me?  

I am broken, confused and lost,
Army of devils, no heavenly host,
Willing to endure and suffer the most,
Is there any atonement for me?

Olórin

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When all the hope was gone, he came,
Like a beacon of light,
In the shadow of night,
His mighty ancient sword aflame,  

His pointy hat and long beard,
Smoking his pipe weed,
Riding his white steed,
He is loved by all, not feared,  

His humility was exemplary and his grace,
A steward, a passenger,
A wizard, a messenger,
He wasnt a man, nor of elvish race,  

He walked with mighty powers in west,
His mission was high,
When the end was nigh,
Fought the evil in moria, he passed the test,  

Wandering the Middle-Earth, from Ithilien to Bree
Telling his tales, with a pint of ale,
From ered-luin to lonely mountain, of dale,
He cares for hobbits, elves, dwarves and men free,  

Now in the land of Aman, he walks once more,
In company of Nienna, Manwe and Varda,
Faded the power of Narya in Arda,
‘A far green country’, beyond the white shore.