I'm a Refugee for Pride

 I don't know how big this earth is, I know I can't even realize.
I don't know where and for what reason I'm living in kinda disguise!
But lotta people like me tryin' to get top of the mount, outside.
And maybe I'm in their crowd, I'm proud I'm a refugee for pride!

All I wanted here to bring some rain, over droughtful, dusty soil of them.
But 'Painers' and the 'Stainers' said it would be vain, I'm playing some game!
I never thought it would happen! Didn't even think about any gamers name!
Maybe today's humanism even won't deny, doing goodness will through you in blame!


Recognitionisn't in the pocket of the changers of world, there is no doubt.
Perhaps bright-thinkers and light-sinkers don't have any damn license to shout!
Not only mine, I can also hear your words are deep too, just make it loud.
I was here to nothing but to reflect them, before this horrible dream comes out!

As a refugee and I know what's my weapon. It's nothing but just a hope.
It's like torch in hand to see the way in darkness of hearts in dope!
Maybe they can push me, through me, but I won't give up! Never, nope!
I have to reach the top of earth for humanism even with torn rope!