The death of days, birth of nights
The call of duty, courage of knights
The loots of war, spoils of hatred
The warm of love, closeness of kindred
Talent, Attitude, Luck or Love
What crucible shapes the form
An end that justifies a means
A reach out to meet a need
Success, what combination comes its form
The reward of a traded talent
The attitude of the positive minded
The unpredictable force of luck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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