You Will Rise; You Will Flourish When You Are In Light... Poem by Sadashivan Nair

Stone does not know,
Its loved by all,
it's a diamond, precious stone,
Metal doesn’t know,
it’s a favorite embellishes women body,
it's a precious gold;
They only know they are carbon,
people bring them home,
Cut them, shape them, adorn them,
make them Gold, make them diamond...
There are people in this world,
They are gem aren't noticed,
World is mean they find you,
Only when features are worth for them,
come to light, let them find you as asset,
You will rise, you will flourish,
It's a world of sponsor, find worth in you,
They lift you to top...

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