Empire Of Social Reality

The rest of the world is cruel said she,

From whichever mountain you shall stand upon

you are always to be torn down under hate and greed of other beings

who foolishly hope to rise from the defeat of others

but truth of success shall always be, the best rise not from tearing others down, nor letting others defeat thee,

but firstly standing alone and accepting others defeat

rather than turning them outcast,

this is the essence what shall forge an undefeatable Empire


This poem is about: 
Our world


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