Hold on

Be not a slave to destiny unwritten;
Let not the tides of fear break you, smitten.

Hold onto the rails that shake,
Unwise maybe, but for trust's sake.

The city ahead, will glimmer,
Till the last bit of coal will no more simmer.

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The last houses whose girth stands misery,
Will move the mighty rivers, once of divine fury.

As the greenery is scared and scratched with tar,
Brick by brick will be laid, dreams from afar.  

The peepal trees shall be felled,
The fields that filled stomachs, disheveled.

In it will the future be sown,
In no time will the past be outgrown.

The dawn professes a day long drawn,
And with belief, in your sturdy arms, move on,

To a noon of punitive heat,
Cemented by fight and staunch belief.

The windows shall close as a sun bids farewell,
In smoggy darkness, tumultuous revelry shall dis-spell,

The ghosts and the celestial mistresses,
Who long rode the night, with chains and tresses.

On the shore of this mighty sea, humanity,
Gamble thy soul, forgive its avarice and vanity.

Hold onto the rails that shake,
Unwise maybe, but for trust's sake.

Dare to take a step into the streets unlit,
And discover what's yours between the filth.

Believe, because you can.