LOST IN FAME
In a twinkling of an eye,
In a moment of glory
He forget to see the mirror of himself
But live a shadow of himself
Unquestionable he becomes,
There is a disease in our nation,
Dnt be deceived by emotion,
We are eating deeply by corruption,
They called themselves politicians
My letter of love speak,
My angel, daughter of the morning sun.
My flower shining without condition,
Looking beautiful with a blue eye
Like the cloud.