
He throws the ball,
As his little brother plays around.
They play for the whole day,
Yet they don’t get tired.
But the story doesn’t get over here.
This has been played in a little boy’s mind.
And that boy is God.
Adios!

He throws the ball,
As his little brother plays around.
They play for the whole day,
Yet they don’t get tired.
But the story doesn’t get over here.
This has been played in a little boy’s mind.
And that boy is God.
Adios!

In time of truth,
Do your best.
Try the hardest,
Lets fly for the rest.
In time of truth,
Do justice to yourself,
So be truest in your highest form,
Without any thoughts of gain.
Adios!

Prepare a new dish,
Feast in happiness.
Think good thoughts,
Be delighted and happy.
Prepare a new dish,
In grandeur and style,
Let love blossom in it,
As we try,
We simply might win it.
Adios!

Make a drawing,
Make a new thing.
Sing a song,
Into the dew which sings,
In truest beings you can find their unique nature,
To be free,
We are free, yet few things try to entrap us,
But with God’s grace we shall be free.
Adios!

An advice for the foodies,
That have your food regularly.
There are many who skip,
Who waste,
Who do rubbish
and don’t do good with themselves.
A true advice is love your food and genuinely be honest with it.
A true foodie would understand what I mean to say.
Adios!