The eagle soars above the clouds,
while the sparrow lives in a nest.
Misfortune may veil like grey shrouds,
but in turn we should do our best.
It matters not the size nor the looks,
not how the thunder roared upon us.
We do not keep such petty things in books,
and stride forward without ado and fuss!
We do not bother how unfolds the fury,
or how with wrath we maybe hit.
We would look in the eye of The Jury,
Yes, we would stand up but never retreat!
Prasenjit©1997-2018
Nicely written ��
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