"Time may go away very soon,


Like the leaves that wither in autumn

As with everything in this world

I will also perish one day.



But not before I fulfill my Promises,

Promises which I had made to myself.

To make a mark on the pages of history..

To let the world know a guy lived here

And made a life out of something.



In the race against time,

I can see the sand gains slipping through my feet

But I have promises to keep."