Prayer is not a standby wheel,
That carts you out to safety,
When you are in hard deal.
Chant prayer as a navigation compass,
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O my countrymen! I am going to my creator;
You could not keep me but mauled me;
I will ask my creator, why he hurled me down?
Silence and suffering are wisdom, I remain silent then,
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My pain may laugh some body,
But my laugh never pains any body.
Keep smile, leave the tear, hold laugh;
Control pain and enjoy life.
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What am I do on this land?
For I am mauled day out and day in.
What am I do on this land?
For I am always chained and veiled.
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I live in NCR, a big heartless concrete jungle,
Not a day to memorize, as all are cruel days;
I am ready to die in NCR- it does not trouble me-
Without fear, any day, like today, in autumn.
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Here righteous man live in jail,
Because they serve the distressed, out of blues;
But here, without shame, rule, the spirit evil:
Their truth is trailed by ill-fated, dreading dues.
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I watched a man crying on the road,
Trying to wag his youthful but aching parts;
So to lift his head again gracefully,
But landed on a busy road on the other side.
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O marriage-hymns and fire, your power all;
Two bodies tied in one breath.
They marry whom their loves foretell:
- And wedded and sewer to live till next birth!
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Do not yet, bath in river Lethe my friends, stay—
Stay till you win your freedom, good old year,
Sighs of Tibet waiting your fiery way,
Lift gums and shed fear.
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