He danced heartily under the naked moon
swaying left and right like a tree intoxicated by the wind
A noble born holding firmly the terrain of his nobility
A giant among poor crawling ailing dwarfs, their curse
Their wretched souls dished his highly exalted dinner
He is a man who detest the fiery of the sun
He walks under the calm vigilance of the moon
Every season smiled at him in the eve of his chamber
Life was the fairest of all; his noble mental reflection
His Achilles: poor maidens! They alone his curse
Their eyes directed his thoughts to the abyss
Their smiles kindled his membrane and formatted his sanity
Breaking the door; forcing his way, he always had his meal served in a pool of blood!
A growling tiger consumes his groaning prey
Pain is the sweetness of babarism, he echoed. what a brutish star!
Death is an honour, suicide is the option. His suggestion drove them naught!
Being heartless is a litote, his religious conviction is an ILLUSION
In the middle of the night, death knocked his door
To remind him of the expiration of his RENT
He left and found his maker furious, another opportunity he demanded
But his body rejected his soul
He was sent into the swine; to rot in the abyss of sinners.
Daily affirmation by think and grow rich by Napoleon Hills
By may next year, I'm hopeful to accumulate a next worth in excess of $20,000 and also maintain a daily income around $2,000.
This is a challenging step though, but I'm hopeful with my consistency in this community it all possible. At my spare time, I love putting up some art works, so I'm hopeful I'll equally push my art to a different level.