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THE CHOSEN HUMANE

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hold your head high
 
 
It's amazing the way we live through a day. Being motivated by the achieves of today. With lots of cautions when we remember the drawback of yesterday.
 
We empower ourselves when we are down, not wanting to let go the little we have. We keep on craving for and obtaining more. If anybody sad we cannot, we listen to them no more.
You live contented when you have something you can look back to say i did that. Even when we are exhausted , we still manage not to lose hope and with this hope our former energies are restored. Not wanting our inner soul to be engulfed by doubt. Not wanting to be shutterred by mystery of the world.
 
We keep on holding onto the right, the truth. Even when some argue against it we strongly say no, they have to be wrong. We head to the top no matter the price. Though pricked by the thorns we step on as we go up we still manage to keep moving. Tears falling not because we are sad but because we are joyous for we never stepped on a soul on our way up.
 
Even so we still manage to withhold our inner souls, living by our principles. We do not forget saying sorry when we mess up without knowing nor do we forget saying thank you when we have every reason to.
 
We all have that zeal in us. The zeal to be reasonable, to hold onto our brotherhood and sisterhood, flag high.
#peace

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