Let’s not weep for the pain of yesterday, they will always be lessons in disguise.
Let’s see the world from the eyes of each other’s, We often get irritated by the flutter of flight.
Let’s not make fun when one vulnerable,
Instead lend them the hand we built overtime.
Let’s see how high another is trying to fly,
Before pushing him down to ground.
Let’s not bite the hand that fed us,
We too will get old and the world will forget.
Let’s not be so cruel to ears with no tongue,
They do not deserve to be confined.