I say forgive the things that made you cry,
As they are the reason why are your pride.
Beneath the trees, and plants that you sit beside,
Are still there, to cherish your existence.
Free yourself, from the hurt you caused while doing right,
Weather changes and so do life.
You’ll one day surely smile
at things you thought weren’t right,
And now they are barely moments in your life.
The realm would forget the men for demolishing,
Your heart should also let your past shrinking.
Breathe the present as the history doesn’t count,
You’ll be once remembered for your chore and the grant.