Honor, Power, Liberty

Sorrow the trees cry outside the dark night.
As if they lost one it does not seem right.
I wish that life does not put up this fight.
Because I cannot bear the thought nor sight.

As the moon shines brightly with all the pride.
With howls and roars of the great big tide.
For honor with one's life is always ties.
Rubbish are those who break and it defied.

There Everest stands with power within.
Who devours and feeds on humans too thin.
Power the king wants from his heart within.
But it destroys one's life not out but in.

Freely the eagles fly high in the sky.
Free to fall or fly so long as they try.
Life of liberty the people cry.
Liberty we want, liberty we'll tie!