Feeling the agony of my own struggles and then finding ways to heal I felt a strong voice in me saying
"for all forsaken and low, stand up, fight, smile and show"
And that day I set myself on a purpose to serve through my words,
to give hope to those who had lost it,
to heal the ones who were wounded,
to invoke valour in the dying spirits.
I pen down with the vision that someone somewhere may find his comfort reading it.
