Not yet in the Grave

It's time to dust myself up,
Before my time is up
Get my due, grab my share.
Take what's fair.

U can't stop me now The defeats,
I suffered –so many,
Staring at the gun's barrel.
Hoping for a miracle in a life so barren. It's time to rekindle the fire, Burn the petty wasps attracted to it.

To march on, Forge a steel heart.
This life is my own, The victories- my own; The faults- all my own
The phoenix is on its way.
Beware those who stand in its way.
I 'm still in the fray, Because am not yet in the grave.


It's time to dust myself up,
Wake up from this drunken carousal,
Get away from this mad house,
It's time to rouse myself coz
I am not yet in the GRAVE!!!!