Now is the time
The moment to climb
When benevolence has to offer
The ruler of the tower

Since the prisoner was freed
From the jail of hopeful creed
To a man of renewed principle
Envisioned with trust in people

That though today is another awful play
For critics so addicted of forbidden slay
Its single faith to the mightiest, even the creator of gods
Leads him to strong belief in consistent optimistic nods

But again in silence, tears will infinitely fall
Since past will kill the recent toll
Although inner strength will relinquish holy’s call
The abundance of misery will tear the tight roll

Therefore he will go back
To the way he were before
Though it’s fatal to snore
And to bury identity’s blur

Still secrets will be kept
Bringing happiness’ left
Forgetting even a small love’s intercept
To meet at least the dream God’s accept

Until his heart finally stops to beat
Till his mind drops its wit
His secret is bounded with a just and noble wilt
For his life was chained with hero’s tint
For once upon a time in the lives of an abnormal
Is unheard heroic deed surpassing perfect normal