Grass To Grace: In The Land of REFRICA

Tick! Tock! Tick Tock!
a Tick and a Tock!

The clock ticks to a new brighter day,
where man has to strive in paving his way;

Struggling and Roaming to clear his Path,
He Stands and Glims at the World of Myth;

Having his eyes Deemed by the mid-Day Sun,
He devastatingly sit in the near next Dawn;

Pulling up a Defense with his Thundering glasses,
He felt the Pain and Bled over the Storming grasses;

Suddenly! There, appeared a creature on the Wings of Love,
Handing unto him a sparkling sheet of Peace and Joy;

Opening his eyes with Victory and Enlightenment,
Gladness conquers his Heart with an inspiring entitlement;

Shouted! did he, that all I have:
Is an amazing Congratulations from the Land of REFRICA.

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