The Orah

Day arise as the globe twist around, Night welcome the devilz to partying around, Angel hide when the sun set to bed, I as angel and demon between those people, Understanding the destiny hard to me to foresee, Judging a person; not shall do it till to be Judge of Almighty; Walking along my path; where no one dare to step in; leaving no trace behind; stepping and moving my pawns; around the checkboard where i see for complexity for checkmate; but there is none, wondering whether the oppponent is the fren of mine; or just the enemy that tells truth all the time; some step i can't see; its happen beyond my sight; the eye of mine not as perfect as it was to be; Millions of question; none are answered; They called the The Cedar tree; Guardian of Amethyst of the Glory purple; Self-Lover person; full of arrogant and stubbornness; For what i sense now, it might just a disaster soon, and for what I shall do; it leads to a nightmare; Path breaking while Im stand stood in one place; But Y i see hands waving towards me; Calling me.. Pulling me.. Pushing me.. Where Am I now? Looking dawn towards the Sun.. I've no reinforcement; I stand and look back the path beneath me; Our history where made by me.. Defines the task been loaded in my shoulder; To stand as A Warrior; Fear nothing; Give nonetheless; Show em up who your are; Because this day is not just another day; This day is the day U write the History; by carving ur story into the sheet; where people remember you; kneel down upon ur statue; none shall forgetten of u and the story u made; I dun see the darkness upon this; Rise up Son Rise up!! Feel nothing than pain; Because each and every pain gain u something; Count each and every second u walk; Count each and every inches u loose; Victory shall remains to you once for all.. Glory Cedar glory Cedar; Stand Steel; or die for it;