Misalabi is a town
That we can call our own
Here everyone gets feed
Even if it's not a human breed.
Behind the beautiful walls
Of molten rock
Live people with big balls
In this little town
We have our own clown.
Crowds are filled with enthusiasts
We are estranged
From everyone
By dreams and goals.
Everyone wants to be someone
Everyone wants to chase
With hope as their base
Like 'Ethu' the sailor
Everyone wants to taste failure
But never give up on dreams
That's what we have been taught
By "Ethu" the sailor.
We can't borrow
Anyone's situation, anyone's talent
We got a use what we have
That's what we learned from
Ethu's courageous stories
That are popular in Misalbi town
Told many times by our own clown.
We all need the clown
Of Misalabi town
That laugh away every pain every failure
And who is so much inspired by
"Ethu"the sailor.
Here days are hope
After every dawn
That anyone can be in top
Only if we give our best for sown.
~Naidu Chandra Pegu ~
N.B :Ethu the sailor is a imaginary brave sailor that have believe to voyage around world..
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