Every human being created to be a color in the lives of others
Even the worst part could be good for others
and being the best sometimes do not make any good for other people

stairs to the sky often promising freedom
and freedom are often spill anger

and let the children sing and raise the stairs leading to the sky
that shed peace for those who restrain anger

street children pledging peace to one million anger
and scooped up every look innocent sorrow
if pity is paid, then the tears are not a currency
because only those who know, true love does not always give
but true love is forgiveness