Today is filled with anger, fueled with hidden hate. Scared of being outkast, afraid of common fate. Today is build on tragedies which no one want's to face. Nightmares to humanity and morally disgraced. Tonight is filled with Rage, violence in the air. Children bred with ruthlessness cause no one at home cares. Tonight I lay my head down but the pressure never stops, knowing that my sanity content when I'm droped. But tomorrow I see change, a chance to build a new, build on spirit intent of heart and ideas based on truth. Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive.

Take ones adversity, learn from their misfortune, learn from their pain, believe in something, believe in yourself, turn adversity into ambition, now blossom into wealth.

Can you see the pride in the panther? As he grows in splendor and grace, topling obstacles placed in the way of the progression of his race. Can you see the pride in the panther? As she nurtures her young all alone. The seed must grow regardless of the fact that it is planted in stone. Can you see the pride in the panthers? As they unify as one, the flower blooms with brilliance, and outshines the rays of the sun.

They could never understand, what you set out to do. Instead they chose to ridicule you. When you got weak, they loved the sight, of your dimming and flickering starlight. How could they understand what was so intricate? To be loved by so many, so intimate. They wanted to see your lifeless corpse. This way you could not alter the course, of ignorance that they have set, to make my people forget. What they have done for much to long, to just forget and carry on. I had loved you forever because of who you are. And now I mourn our fallen star.