DRILL


Life comes with many stages
So am just on the other page
With a heart made of solid gold
Sailing through hard tide
With a morah so bold.
I see a glimpse of hope
walking on tight rope'
Stay on my toes
And reach for the stars
And make them all fall down.
Rock solid with bricks
I survived thus far
Baba God nahim be my trick'.
So I have to triumph
I see the mountain top
-its not too far
Keep pushing with a heart of steel
Till we reach the top
You already know the drill.
Thank you Father for taking the wheel
And thank you all for making the journey
-fun filled.

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DRILL, Life