His story

History is like a thin white paper,
The fact can be replace easily erase in an hour,
So it was; the truth of this horror,
History is all lie and written by liar,
Who think of them self rather than the other?

History is in fact written by the victor,
Who actually damned the minor!
Poor voiceless minor but minor to the victor,
Ahh, true only to some extend of this victor,
Condemning those people forever!

But, harsh it may sound it is also fair,
If it is not true and fair,
Who are we to talk together my brother and sister?
One to another and not whisper,
Like a ghost in the haunted tower.

The ghost in a haunted tower,
Heard, but that could be the wind that whisper,
A dark forgotten memory of the nation’s fighter,
Regardless, who am I to speak in such manner,
Curse! the stupid ones that not know the history of our.

The champagne life

He was a man who had everything. He is called hero by many, brought justice and freedom to the people. No criminal even dared to not know him and his gang. That was his life before he met her. He was bright, a wonderful future for this hero of justice. Sometime he said to himself, “I got the sun jealous cause the way I shine, and reserved for time cause that’s how I do mine. Nice meal and a good wine, definition of a good time. I’m living out my dreams, watching them come true. Ohh, I had a champagne life where only good things and pleasure do.” .Such was a life with his friends and admire. He was an idol, a perfect image of a man, bold and brave, and an example of a good citizen to the city. He himself was happy with the life he had. For him, the peoples smile is a gift and he will do everything for the people. A party was held for him. A large regular party of appreciation the people held to him, the perfect hero. The party was full before it started. Car by car loaded with people arrive and fill up the parking lot. Big light illuminate the sky above like daylight. Beautiful girls dancing, young man buzzing and old citizen chatting to one another. Food and drink were serving themselves and that all for free, courtesy by the mayor.
Many came to that party to celebrate his heroic action. Crime rate drop profoundly, as never seen in the history of the city. Then, the crowd screams and shouted wildly. As if an angel falls from the heaven to bring light on the earth he and his gang came. Smile and good cheer the only word and action the people spoke of him. “The Hero has arrived!” said the mayor and all eye were drawn to him, like magnet to steel. He came to the center stage, and said to all via the microphone, “Hello, greeting to all. I am very humble by all of you!” with a convincing voice. “Living the champagne life and everything’s okay, so everybody, let’s toast it up and everybody, let’s toast it up!”. He added. People were amaze by his speech, so relax as if the crimes will a thing of the past. Perfect life, some might call. However perfect that life he had, none can prepare him for what his destiny lie when he met the girl. That one in a million girl, who made that perfect life of his to end. For now, He just dance and dance, and make the people smile and smile.