Kazi Maisha


The True Worth Of Quotes


I was once told that reality is much different from quotes
That life ain't no to-be fairytale, it's a drowning boat
Well, I want to know then how were quotes made
Did all wise quote-sayers make their dreams said?

Or did they make their life the best and then retold it?
When Martin Luther King Jr. said that he has a dream to meet
Was that a fairytale?
When people talk about true love is that something just a tale?

No, they made their life into that dream
While we sit and scream
How will we see that dream if we don't move for ourselves
For these quotes won't be sitting to be used on our shelves

I say we stop whining
And start shining
We have one life
Don't make this stupid idea rife

Maybe then we'll understand the true worth of quotes

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 31, 2013

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