Thursday, April 30, 2009

Sun

What do you have to offer me

What salary you have thought for me

In your dreams in your wildest imagination

I am not your slave you can’t even touch me

My strength is immense more powerful than your intellect

You survive because of me and my strength

You die because of me and my revenge

 

After millions of years you betray my creations

Remember the day when you sat afraid in a cave

Fearing my dominance my tyranny my rage

You combined your wits to capture my rays for yourself

 

Just try to put your fragile feet on my head

I will burn you before you take a step ahead

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