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In another life...

"I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both of us
Some day I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us" If these words were sang as a  sort of world anthem,then i think the world would be a much better place in some ways.I heard the song over the weekend and just one listen to it was enough to get my mind buzzing and for some time now i had never really found a song to say just what  i felt until i heard B.O.B on the radio rapping it out for the whole world to hear.

So this morning,thanks to google i just found out that there are close to 7 billion people in the world...and am one of them!!So why in the world would such a song be of any help to me when am faced with this huge number of strangers i call my fellow human beings??How is it possible that in my own little ,maybe even meaningless capacity, i  could help  so many( 7 billion!!!!)???....but when i heard the chorus to this song "I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both of us.Some day I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us" i got my answer.

I had to face the fact that most of the time i  prefer live in my own little world where the population is a measly 1...just me!!
I guess it's human nature to always look out for number one,but the sad bit is that this nature only makes the world a worser place...
"Why so shallow? I'm just asking" what would you say if you met some stranger on the street and he/she  asked you that  question? And when the look on his/her  face can't hide the fact that he/she  has slept hungry for two days...and what if it was a small child,eyes so innocent but a face that has been made wild by the struggle of a hard life?We all want to ignore...maybe cause sometimes it hurts to look at someone's pain...and the only way to stop us from feeling the guilt is ignorance....but in this scenario ignorance is never bliss!!

Life works like the domino effect...one day i will choose to ignore some small need of someone i could have easily helped out,then this crazy universe will find a way to continue my string of uncaring acts(it's a hard truth to accept)So i decided to look at it this way....what if in another life i was in someone else's shoes?what if i slept hungry and had no place to  call  my own.what if in another life i was always left alone to face the harshness and pain of my own struggles??how would i feel?how would i be??


So i won't take any chances on ignoring even the least ways in which i can help..i am not perfect and i know there will be times  i won't feel like helping every Tom Dick and Harry...but i can always try.Maybe in another life i would need that help...and with this song my little world will start increasing population even if its 2!(both of us)





"Both Of Us"
(feat. Taylor Swift)

[Chorus: Taylor Swift]
I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both of us
Some day I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us

[B.o.B:]
Ever thought about losing it
When your money's all gone and you lose your whip
You might lose your grip when the landlord tell ya that you're due for rent
And the grass so green on the other side
Make a nigga wanna run straight through the fence
Open up the fridge bout twenty times
But still can't find no food in it
That's foolishness
And sometimes I wonder, why we care so much about the way we look,
And the way we talk and the way we act and the clothes we bought, how much that cost?
Does it even really matter?
Cause if life is an uphill battle
We all tryna climb with the same ol' ladder
In the same boat, with the same ol' paddle
Why so shallow? I'm just asking
What's the pattern for the madness
Everybody ain't a number one draft pick
Most of us ain't hollywood actors
But if it's all for one, and one for all
Then maybe one day, we all can ball
Do it one time for the underdogs
Sincerely yours, from one of y'all

[Chorus: Taylor Swift]
I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both of us
Some day I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us

[B.o.B:]
I can feel your pain, I can feel your struggle
You just wanna live, but everything so low
That you could drown in a puddle
That's why I gotta hold us up, yeah hold us up
For all the times no one's ever spoke for us
To every single time that they play this song
You can say that that's what Bobby Ray wrote for us
When the tides get too high
And the sea up underneath get so deep
And you feel like you're just another person
Getting lost in the crowd, way up high in the nosebleeds
Uh, because we won't be near yet, both of us
But we still stand tall with our shoulders up
And even though we always against the odds
These are the things that've molded us
And if life hadn't chosen us
Sometimes I wonder where I would've wound up
Cause if it was up to me, I'd make a new blueprint
Than build it from the ground up, hey
But if it's all for one, and one for all
Then maybe one day, we all can ball
Do it one time for the underdogs
From Bobby Ray, to all of y'all

[Chorus: Taylor Swift]
I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but both of us
Some day I will be strong enough to lift not one but both of us




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