What makes a nation's pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it mighty to defy
The foes that round it throng?
It is not gold. Its kingdoms grand
Go down in battle shock;
Its shafts are laid on sinking sand,
Not on abiding rock.
Is it the sword? Ask the red dust
Of empires passed away;
The blood has turned their stones to rust,
Their glory to decay.
Brave men who work while others sleep,
Who dare while others fly...
They build a nation's pillars deep
And lift them to the sky.
Pain Of A Broken Heart
Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.
Care And Happiness
You came as a ray of light,
Heart Over Matter
When your heart suddenly feels
Keep Safe...
No more shaking hands.
My One, My Only Is You
For so long, I wished for the day.
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
Journey Of Life
Life is a long-distance journey
Enjoy Life!
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
No Other Friend
No other friend is quite like you.
King For A Day
I'm resting here quite regally,