If i am a wise then i would be of ominipotent as God would be

But i rather choose to be a fool who is willling to learn and trust my master

Let him lead the path to this dainty path of which may torment me 

As a rose bloom my blood drips from my unprotected foot and stain this beautiful flower

Never did i wanted this but i had it done

As i walk passed by it the blinding rays of the sun makes me turn and see my beautiful creation

The creation i couldn't imagine had begun 

As this end of my journey i a fool became an unfortunate wiseman whom i master to be a YOU...