With My Broken Wing...

[Friends, in this fourth, I tried to sport some inspiration below. It depicts of anyone who is turned down by the world just because the world realizes that particular person can succeed. Just a reflection of the society where one falls, pulling back the succeeding ones too. I hope this be good in spreading the word.]

They mislead and unappreciated,

Down on my knees they bring;

But how can I fly?

With my broken wing...

They wanna tell me I can't do it,

Within me, my belief can do that thing;

But how can I fly?

With my broken wing...

They demean my caliber, Pulling me back,

sounds from inside sets me thinking;

But how can I fly?

With my broken wing...

They Curse me to death, and rejoice upon

Even though, I hope with a heavenly feeling;

But how can I fly?

With my broken wing...

They pray me derail in my life's journey,

Gods of faith in me, I make them sing;

But how can I fly?

With my broken wing...

Crossing worlds all the evil skies,

I shan't lose, I shall bring;

And I'll learn to fly,

With my broken wing...

-Priyesh