The glory is mine that never define.. 

People lost their mind in their pride.. 

Who’d never let cheer our lives.. 

Like a rainbow in the sky..

People treated us, nice.. 

But, it’s not that right.. 

Give me sunshine to re-rise.. 

God has mercy on his eyes..

Karma chase at night, 

Will hit you twice..

By: Ransi Samrasinghe