Tiny Acorn

[ZorbakPWNZ!]

Tiny acorn, strong of will
Wrapped in soil, wrought with thrill.
Filled with dreams of what’s to come,
You’ll shadow many, bow to none!

You know there is a likelihood
You won't survive, you won't do good.
But you’ll be different, you’ll stand out;
You have no fears, you have no doubt!

You’ll always stand, you’ll grow and grow,
You’ll live to be a hundred or so.
But what if nature bears you cold?
What if you grow not so bold?

Would you halt in your ascent?
Give up glory; Stop, repent?
Your strength lies not in nature's call,
For every summer has a fall!

But you’ll bounce back, you’ll come right through
And what’s more you’ll be stronger too.
For you’re an oak, you won't give in.
You’ll chase off death, you’ll smile and grin!

You’ll weather storms, you’ll bear the cold.
You WILL grow strong, you WILL grow bold!
You’ll stand real tall, and wither? Nope.
You have all you need, as you have hope.

My Faceless Friend

[YRLY!]

You make leaves dance with such an ease.
You charm the branches through the breeze.
You bring with you so much relief,
Sometimes long but sometimes brief.
You'll be with me until the end;
You might be called my faceless friend.

You're often cool but never sure,
That you won't change in temperature.
Your touch has quite a special way
Of moving me right through each day.
You push, you shove, for change you send;
You might be called my faceless friend.

I think it really is quite bold,
You never do just what you're told.
I like the way that I can know,
You'll always tell me where to go.
Your known by many, me by some;
I might be called the faceless one.

I make an impact, play my parts…
But your the one who touches hearts.
You make your way across the land,
The very clouds moved by your hand!
You whip and blow until you're done;
I might be called the faceless one.

I work hard, I run my show!
But you bring joy where'ere you go.
I've built my life, I didn't cheat.
But you move mountains, that’s a feat.
Your more than I, yet I contend:
You'll always be my faceless friend.

[XKCDSUX!!]What am I?

For the first time in a long time
I am feeling self-concerned,
My legs are feeling numb
And my stomach’s feeling churned.
For all the years I think I’ve known
I now know I have lied,
Not that I'm asking myself
Just what am I?

I’m a lover and a fighter,
Yes the kind that can do both.
A braveheart and a coward
And a freeman bound by oath.
I feel lost and I feel scared
With no identity,
It’s difficult to see the things
That make up me.

One is defined by their own actions
But mine often contradict.
One moment I’m the trickster,
And the next I am the tricked.
People see me differently,
None know me as the same.
I suppose the only thing I am
Is my name.

My name is something that I own
Yet it is what I am,
In the way a shepherd sees himself
Within a baby lamb.
When people ask your name
They are asking who you are;
They think one word can tell them
But from the truth their far.

I am different things in different ways,
In different circumstance.
I’m many people all in one,
I act in new by chance.
I am satisfied right here
Whatever I will be;
For I will be what I am,
And what I am is me.

Sunset

[SamusDoesNOTown]

It is the end of my long day;
End of my fun, end of my play.
Mom reads, dad talks and all the while,
I watch the sunset here, and smile

I’m going off to high school soon,
To learn great things as future looms.
A future where I might do poor,
I watch the sunset here, unsure.

Time to start at my career.
I’ll build my drams I’ll have no fear!
I’ll make a life, I’ll do it right.
I watch the sunset here, in light.

Today I am forty years old,
My heat for work starts growing cold.
But if I quit, cant meet my dues…
I watch the sunset here, confused.

Today’s the day that I retire,
Reclaim my vigor, rekindle my fire!
Time to rest, no longer mope;
I watch the sunset here, with hope

Today’s the day I finally died,
I sat and watched as my family cried.
Now it’s time for life anew,
I watch the sunset here, with you.

Paladin

[SHOOPdaWOOP]

I fight for justice from above,
I hate to hate and love to love.
Where there is darkness I bring light,
I kill the shadows of the night.
I cleanse corruption of it’s sin;
I am a modern paladin .

You sir, are but a violent brute!
Don’t you see your ways bear no fruit?
To feed the hungry, heal the sick,
Makes your “justice” a cheap trick.
I help whoever that I can,
I do not fight, I harm no man.

You, pacifist, are but mislead;
The poor need safety more than bed.
I give lend my strength, I give my time
To rid the dirty streets of crime.
No mugger shall ever escape,
My attempt to keep these streets safe.

How can a paladin decide
Which men go free, and which are tied.
For threw your high and threw your low,
You’re an ordinary fellow.
If you wish to make the world great,
Lead with love, don’t dispense hate.

Upon your tactics I do frown,
For holding hands will hold you down.
To just be good cannot be right
When others can be made through might.
Pacifist, oh don’t you see?
I’m a man you should want to be!

“Made”? What a sick thing to say,
To use your might to get your way!
When I am kind, men’s hearts do fill,
And they are made new of their will.
Speak what you’ll speak; say what you’ll say,
But through and through mine is the way.

“Made new?” Ha! Give me a break,
That is as funny as it’s fake.
Your ways do nothing on this land,
Save turn men’s safety into sand.
Call my ways wrong; say there with quirk,
But in the end they still do work.

A Call To Arms

A call to arms oh brave nation,
You’ll be on top when all is done.
With your great arms, you’ll evoke fear,
And trade and respect follow near.
And as for lands? You’ll get a few,
Trust me, this row is good for you.

A call to arms patriot man,
As for your homeland you do stand.
You fight for freedom and virtues,
Someone must defend your values!
You will fight back, not just take it.
You’ll bear your teeth and never quit.

A call to arms adventurer
You’ll win gold, frankincense and mere.
You’ll have some laughs; you’ll have some fun.
Go have a time, get the job done.
And at the end of the day,
“I fought and won” Is what you’ll say.

A call to arms young gallant lad,
Your father will be proud and glad
To have a boy that is this brave,
Who’s not a coward, not a knave.
You’ll show those who say you cant fight
You’re filled with vigour, filled with might.

A call to arms, patriot man,
I know that this was not the plan.
The suffering from this great war
Makes it seem not worth fighting for.
You sadly know beyond all doubt,
There is no way you can get out.

A call to arms adventurer,
I know things are not as they were.
This war has not kept its promise,
To fill you with a pride and bliss.
This is not joyous, is not fun;
We all just want it to be done.

A call to arms young gallant lad,
I know you miss your mom and dad.
You fear that all this violence,
Has ridden you of innocence.
You wonder, as your trench you roam,
Will you ever see your home?

A call to arms oh brave nation,
Now that all is said and done
You came out having only shame,
And only have yourself to blame.
You can’t look up, these scars won’t mend,
I fear this war will never end.

My Armor

[XD,notrlly]

My mother is my helmet in that she protects me,
From things that I’d be better off if I’d not hear or see.
Sometimes it gets in my way, sometimes it prevents fun,
But it has saved me many times when all is said and done.

My father is my bracers because he helps defend,
The part of me that I use to achieve my wills and ends.
They may make my arms heave, and slow me from rushing,
But without their protection I would not have anything.

My brother is my buckler as he does help to shield,
From any form of assault that I’d otherwise have reeled.
Occasionally it bumps me, or hurts me in some way,
But it protects me twenty fold when we are in a fray.

My sister is my chainmail because it moves to fit you,
And whenever you need help you know that the mail will do.
Sometimes the chainmail pinches and this will cause you to yelp,
But it will always be their for you if you need it’s help.

With an armor this protective I have never come to pain,
But I’m myself no different, I am the fact the same.
We all help each other out, that’s what we’re meat to do,
As to each of my pieces I’m piece of armor too.

Tread light

[2&1/2MenRULEZ!]

Speak light,
breathe light,
Feel light,
Make light.
Never down
Only up,
Spread the knowledge
Pass it up.
Just give
Don’t take,
Can’t make
Mistake.
Cant stop,
Can’t fight,
Tread light,
Tread light.

Resourc-
Es few,
Everyone
Needs you.
Must love
Can’t hate,
Never
Be late.
Need this
To live,
Can’t take
Must give.
Can’t stop,
Can’t fight,
Tread light,
Tread light.

Entrapped,
Can’t breath,
Overlapped,
Can’t leave,
Trusted
Too much,
Held back,
Enclutched.
Must stay
On top,
Don’t fall,
Wont stop.
Tread light,
Tread light,
Tread light
Tread light;

Drowned.

[SaberToothedLime!]Papa Papa

Papa, Papa I must ask because I need to know;
Why does the sun leave at night and than where does it go?
Could it be the sun and moon are fearsome, bitter foes?
No need to say, don’t waste your strength, I think that I now know.

Papa, Papa look at this! I’ve got something to say,
The flowers bear their seeds but than the wind steals them away!
The earth must have wronged the wind and it’s returning fray,
I’m feeling that a callous war begins this very day.

Papa, Papa why is it that when fire is doused,
Both fire and water leave, they take each other out?
Is it that they’re both depleted from a tiring bout?
I’m sure that is what’s happening, I know beyond a doubt.

Papa, Papa raindrops strike the earth, oh cant you hear?
And bonfire chars the air, oh how this fills me with great fear.
The rocks fall freely to the sea, I think it’s been made clear:
Nature’s tearing itself apart, I know the end is near.

Rising starsRising ever onward still,
Rising, rising, to the top.
We are strong of heart and will
Rising, rising, never stop.

Rising fast and rising far,
Rising more than any star.
Rising far beyond your ground,
With the rising friends you’ve found.

Glowing in your own great light,
Glowing with your awesome might.
Glowing with the stars you love,
All who look see you above.

Glowing almost through the day,
Glowing through dark every way.
Glowing more than anything,
You’re the master, you’re a king.

Fading, you glowing subsides.
Fading as your power slides.
Fading, losing what was ours,
Coming short of other stars.

Fading, you pass the baton.
Fading, it’s time to move on.
Fading; yet the elder Czars,
Will always love old rising stars.

If we…

[!?!!]

If we went out? I’d fall in love,
My heart would fit yours like a glove.
We’d sit under the moonlit sky,
I’d always dread the word goodbye.

If we would last? I would still love,
To time spent here: gifts from above.
I’d laugh with you and stroke your hair,
And wish I could always be there.

If we engage? I’d love you so,
To the altar we would go.
We’d look each other in the eyes,
Know nether pair could hold a lie.

If we should wed? I’d love always,
Even in the darkest days.
I’d stand up there and say, “I do.”
Knowing that you soon would too.

If we grow old? I’d love you still,
With all my body, mind and will.
We'd sit side by side, and start to read.
With all I'd have, you're all I'd need.

If we should die? I’d love you best,
We’d stood our trials, we’d passed our tests!
I’d look on you and I’d adore,
As I would love forever more.

Another day

[IzMahSoxNao!]

Oh, good morning! How is your day?
I’m not busy, sit and stay.
How’s the weather? What is new?
When is that assignment due?

We sit, we talk here every day,
I cant get out what I need to say.
You smile at me, I’m sure you know
But my fear will not let me go.

I’m almost sure you beckon me
To come right out, to with you be.
But I can never be just sure
That my want is not the true lure.

I know that you wont linger long,
I hope I ask before your gone.
Do you like me? I have to know,
My heart wont let me ask you though.

Your made for me, I cant get enough,
And that’s what makes this just so tough.
When you’re near my ears they rings,
And that’s what makes this challenging

I know that I should ask right now,
Than with your love I’d be endowed
Time for class? What’s that you say?
I guess I’ll wait another day…

Everywhere

I see you when I’m walking down
The halls in school, the streets in town.
I see you be it day or night,
Dry or humid, dark or light.
Your in the ground, your in the air,
My dear, I see you everywhere.

I see you on the T.V. screen,
And in my lamp when it is clean.
I see you in my old photos,
And in the patterns on my cloths.
I see you lots but am mislead;
I can’t get you out of my head.

I see you when others are there,
On people’s heads I see your hair
They turn around, I lose my glee;
Why must my eyes lie to me?
Your presence, it drives me insane.
I can’t get you out of my brain.

I think I really must love you
To see your face in all I do.
I think my love has blinded me,
All things not you I cannot see.
I see you wherever I stare;
My darling, you are everywhere.

But A Dream

[ImRunningOutOfThingsToWrite]

If I’d a castle and was king
Every day of you I’d sing.
I’d procreate, post-haste decree,
That you and I would become we.
I’ll love you always it does seam,
Yet this is but a poor man’s dream.

If I’d a forge and was head-smith,
Always you I would be with.
I’d make our love from nothing and
Forge for us a life that’s grad.
I’d forge with care, home gold I’d bring
But I am just imagining.

If I’d a ship that I could sail,
I’d send you letters through the mail.
By day I would command the crew,
But by night I would dream of you.
I’d love you and you’d love me;
Yet this is but a fantasy.

If I was a rich business man:
I give you all the wealth I can.
With one trade the whole world I’d lead
Yet with all that you’re all I’d need.
For you infinite love I’d feel,
Sadly this cannot be real.

If I had wings and I could fly,
I’d swoop down to you from the sky!
I’d pick you up into my arms,
And never let you come to harm.
Oh darling, you were made for me;
Sadly this love can never be.

I’d battle men with a steel sword,
I would move mountains with my word,
One-thousand choirs I’d make sing,
For you I would do anything.
Yet no matter how real these seem,
They are but one wondrous dream.

I Am, You Are

[SQUEE]

I love the air, you love the earth,
Each of us firmly hold.
I am shy and timid whereas
You my dear are bold.
But it does not matter at all
What I have had or lacked,
I feel at least in this case that
Well, opposites attract.

You laugh allot, I smile silent,
Your shirts are black, mine blue.
It seems almost as if I am
Not at all close to you,
And yet I am the closest one
Your heart has to react,
I will love you always
Because opposites attract.

How do these things work? Well that
I do not understand,
We are in essence equal once
Our earthly lives have panned.
And I do plan to love you through
And far past our accent,
Upon closer inspection
We are not that different.

If you look at both of us
Were basically the same,
We both feel love and hatred,
Pain and pleasure, pride and shame.
We both lead lives that leave us
Feeling more than just content,
We vary yes, but on the whole
We’re not that different.

I do not care what we are
I care just that this works,
I feel I shouldn’t question it
As no good’s free of quirks.
It does not matter what we are
Or what we soon will be,
The one thing I care about is that
I love you and you love me.

[KupoKupo!]Every Bit

When you smile it makes me glad,
Never again shall I be sad.
When you smile and I look at you,
I cannot help from smiling too.

Your laugh’s like an angelic choir,
And in my heart it lights a fire.
The need to hear it one more time,
Puts my words into their prime.

You voice is sweeter than honey,
No matter what you’re telling me.
I get to hear it every day,
It tells me more than what you say.

Your eyes run deeper than the sea,
Your soul brings you so close to me.
When I look to them I know,
I am now where I’m meant to go.

You're wonderful in every way.
I yearn to see you every day.
When I’m around you I feel new,
I love every bit of you.

The Fist TimeThe first time that I saw you,
My eyes lit up with glee.
I know one day that you and I,
Would be defined as we.

Yet the moment was fleeting,
And I quickly looked away.
You seemed not to notice me
I found to my dismay.

The first time I spoke with you,
I caused myself to awe.
My words composed themselves without
A fault, or break, or flaw.

You enjoyed talking to me,
But I was just a friend.
This attitude so haunted me,
And harmed me to no end.

The first time that I held your hand
It was so soft and warm,
I though, before this nothing
Could hold such a perfect form.

You took it casually
If you noticed it at all,
Your indifference seemed to me
As a kind of ploy or stall.

The first time that I kissed you,
I felt like never before.
I felt something that rattled me
And shook me to my core.

For what I felt surprised me,
Yet filled me with great glee.
It was because I didn’t kiss you;
It was you dear, who kissed me.

Part I: Amending

[<(-.-<)]

Chapter I

I am sulking in my cell,
Angry at the world I’m in
What I did I did for life
They call it wrong, they call it sin.
Entered the guard, he came in to
Say “Fife, there is a visitor for you.”

Smiling calmly he walked in
A staff in hand, a hood on head.
Something about him I thought I knew;
He smiled at me, approached and said:
“I am Bhor, remember me?”
And all at once, I could see.

“You’re the reason that I’m here,
You’re whom I lost my freedom from.
If not for you I’d still be free.”
He said “I’m not” and I felt dumb
“It seems you have forgot, you see
It was YOU who robbed from ME!”

I was shocked, though it was true.
When I was done he continued,
“But that is not why I did come,
I came here simply to forgive you”
“I come here only to relive;
That you may smile when you might grieve”

He bowed to me and walked away.
What kind of thing was that to do?
What does he gain from saying that?
What does he get from forgiving anew?
And than he still just walked away,
What kind of thing was that to say?

Why should he care how I am now?
Was he with a large heart endowed?
The fact is that he did indeed care,
He came, smiled, forgave and bowed.
Could he mean it, was it true?
Was “to forgive” what he came to do?

And than he was just walking still,
I felt new impulse, felt new will.
“Hey!” I yelled, and he turned round,
I was so pleased upon that sound.
He looked at me, as if on cue.
I yelled down the hallway “Sir, thank you.”

Chapter 3

[(->.<)-]

The crops are gone, the harvest ends,
My cuts and bruises can now mend.
End of the season, now I’m free;
But to do what beyond to be?

For fall is as season of bore,
With too much time for lack of chore.
With no harvest or cut do chew
What is there for me to do?

While I was faced with this great plight,
Bhor was out near every night.
I asked him to where he was going
Said “to make myself quicker and knowing”

“This place is for the gifted few,
If you wish I could bring you…”
A complement, and one quite strong;
I resolved to come along.

We arrived and who was there
But many townsfolk and the mayor.
It seems Bhor had arrived just late,
For his upcoming big debate.

I spoke with others, they told me:
“Bhor is the best, none can beat he,
None could ever take his crown!”
But I am not one to step down.

Our fight lasted an hour strong,
It was ferocious as was long.
Yet in the end but one could win,
And he did wear a boastful grin.

Twas I who struck the final blow;
Delivered with much grace and flow,
And bhor, when all of this had panned
Said “Fife, you are a bright young man”

And proud as true I tuned to see
All the townsfolk looking at me,
At first they stood and only awed
But than they started to applaud.

All cheering, spotlight on me;
I was fraught with joy and glee
But in my head was a great din,
For I knew Bhor had let me win.

[^_^]Chapter 4

One day a strange man came to town
He wore upon his face a frown;
He came up to the square and said:
Rise up good sirs, take leave of bed!
You must leave your homes post-haste
So Lord may build his army base.

I was shocked, as were my kin,
To take are land was a vile sin.
“You there, on who’s name do you come?”
He said “the king’s quart I am from.
As none of you have paid your tax
The king comes to take his land back.”

“You are mad” I did decree
“All of these men are good as me,
If you think we cant make our dues,
You my friend, are quite confused.”
These words it seemed heightened his frown
“This is not a poor man’s town”

“Is this a joke? You think it’s funny?
My king has received no money!
Despite all you have been told,
My lord, from you, has got no gold.”
I stood confused and wondered how
The gold we sent was not his now.

“It is not the fault of these men
You have received no gold from them,
We gave to out, we watched it go,
T’was your tax-men who lost the flow.”
Insulted, he took one step back,
But than drew up for his attack.

“It seems to me like a great scheme,
To try and fool m’lord’s esteem.
You paid your tax, than robed my men blind,
You left not one pence behind.”
That straw’s the one that broke my back,
Now it was my turn to attack.

“How dare you come and accuse me
Of such a violent treachery
What I have done I do no more,
My ways have not received encore .
But of your virtue I’m not sure,
For gold’s a tax-man’s greatest lure.”

His eyes widened, he howled aloud,
He now felt shame where he felt proud.
“You are a thief, I do insist,
but you’re arguments prosiest;
so rather than keep arguing
I shall go and fetch the king.

My eyes lit up as n’ere before,
I would be called a thief no more.
“Go and fetch your noble king,
that he may see what’s happening.
He’ll come and see that YOU’RE the thief
And you will feel an earnest grief!"

Chapter 5

[(>.<)]

The next month trumpets, they did sound.
They awoke all and shook the ground.
I awoke, as this act contrived:
That the king had now arrived.

Him and two guards did approach me,
Should I speak first or wait for he?
I need’nt thing, as he than groaned:
“Are you the thief who has “atoned”?”

“I am indeed” I did reply,
“I will not jest, nor will I lie.
I did once steal, but that was than;
I stand, as you, a gallant man.”

“That’s all well and good but I
Am in more demand than supply.
There is a war that’s happening
So let us end this futile thing.”

“I apologise to you,
I’m sure there’s much you need to do.
But my town owes my liege no gold,
Your men lost it, as I have told.”

“And what does that leave my country?
I rule for all, not just for me.
They are my brothers, are my kin,
And my family wants to win!

I’ll make our foes all taste defeat,
But with no gold that’s quite the feat.
When I say this, I use their hand,
I need your money or your land.”

“You give me these options two
Because they hold the same value,
But I feel I can add a three
As I have will to offer me.

All of these men will vouch for me,
I am adept at strategy.
I’ll be better than all before.
I’ll make your foes, by all, abhorred.”

The king than stood there in deep though
And than took out a sword he’d brought.
“What is your name, young gallant lad?”
“My name is fife” I said, quite glad.

“Sir Fife the witty,” he did say,
“Don’t lead my country to dismay.”
I would not, he soon would see;
I’d be the best knight I could be.

Chapter two

[(+_+]

Dear Bhor my friend, I wish to state,
Apologies, for this comes late.
But close contact is not my style
And I’ve been busy all the while,
I speak now as I have much news,
Of Battles won and one I lose.

It all started three months ago,
When the land was filled with snow.
I spoke with a soldier of mine,
He told me that his name was Shyne.
He acted like a younger me,
I guess you that would make me be.

We fought on many battlefields,
With not but our swords and shields.
I fought next to my new friend Shyne,
And commanded from the front line.
He learned my tactics, used my way,
It went well till one fateful day.

Shyne moved three platoons down a hill
To what looked like an easy kill,
But the hill bordered on a woods,
And from came many men in hoods.
As twelve men die, the rest retreat,
I was slaughter, not defeat.

And worse was Shyne had watched it all,
He saw their lifeless bodies fall.
Next day I knew he hadn’t slept,
I heard him all night as he wept.
As he struggled, as he grieved,
He packed his bags, ready to leave.

I asked “Where do you plan to go?”
He said “Bassdor tomorrow,
If I knew more they’d be alive,
And so to know more I shall strive."
He loved Bassdor’s school, loved it blind,
And Shyne had made up his young mind.

Now that he is on his own
I’m goanna have to fight alone.
I’ll make decisions on shorthand,
Without a second in command.
In cities burned, on land that’s scarred,
I will start fighting twice as hard.

- Fife

[I_I]Chapter 3

A year passed on the battle field,
And spoils of war did not yet yield.
Yet Fife was doing very well,
And his superiors could tell.

A warrior’s heart’s in him” They’d say
“That man’s on top of every fray!”
Soon Fife would surprise even them,
And show he’s more than any gem.

None would believe, they’d all call bluff,
Fife was a diamond from the rough.
All had forgot his sinful way,
He was forgiven, least to say.

For one day, army in a rush,
Fife caught a platoon in the brush.
And so by the light of lamp,
They were lead to enemy camp.

He forced their leader out of bed,
And threatened severance of his head.
And so as if to tune of bard,
The coward folded like a card.

They raided all of their supplies,
And their equipment (for disguise).
And than just as an added thing
Sent them back naked to their king.

Next day Fife’s units (in disguise),
Took a general by surprise.
Two hundred prisoners they did take,
Seemed Fife could not make a mistake.

Fife returned them to his king,
Next happened an expected thing:
Once Fife’s exploits king had perused,
Fife, the hero, made the news!

Fife had such fantastic luck,
That his deeds, they were hyped up.
And as rumours swish and stir,
He’s made the people’s saviour.

His words shook all men to their core,
He was someone all did adore.
It seems someone mixed up his fate,
As for this thief life was so great.

Chapter 4Dear fife, my friend, I now must state,
Apologies for this comes late.
But close contact is not your style,
And You’ve been busy all the while.

We hear much news here the fight,
Your victories, your army’s might,
It must bring one such great joy
To be the king’s war’s poster boy.

I trust that it is not your fault,
The king’s brought honesty to halt.
That being said, while in your lew,
We’ve all been very proud of you.

Nothing will ever be the same,
Since you have brought this town your fame.
A greater time I’ve yet to see,
No greater time is left for me.

People come from far and near,
Stories of you they want to hear.
I tell them you are a great man,
I praise you as high as I can.

But they insist I tell them more,
So I tell them your darkest lore:
How you committed a grand crime,
But paid your debt and served your time.

Some don’t believe, some just refuse,
By the king’s praises there confused.
But many of them do not mope,
And see you as a sign of hope.

Finish the job, go win this war,
That’s what the king has chose you for,
Take your sword, take your shield,
And win out on the battlefield.

Yet wherever you may go,
I hope always know;
No matter who or what you’ll be,
You’ll always have a friend in me.

- Bhor