I might be a ghost of hatred but my flesh is young though a little tired. Don’t take me wrong I mean the world is a mean place . Existence is hollow , you cease to live. I have been through the days where the sun kissed my cheeks that would burn out of pity. In the moonlit evening with my friend I make plans , and sing the songs of benevolence. Oh Lord , have we sinned a lot that we are unable to stand with the raised hand. Have we ashamedly made love to world , that doesn’t allow us to see the Halo .The stars came and the turmoil went on till the day came and helped me to rejoice. I had told you friend we will be able to achieve the goal , the goal of harwork of sweat and innocence. I had told you my friend , trust me and days of glory are yet to come.