Wars are waged against me from all sides,
But my faith will lead me on to reach out to my goals;
And like the sunrising from the east!
Because, the pride of their powers will come down one day.
Use, fuse, infuse. defuse, refuse, muse!
Uprooted with the muse of hatred from the hearts of the people;
But, a bucket half full is like a bucket half empty.
The muse of life!
Proposing the toast of peace than war;
dating years back with my works,
But, wars are now waged against me from all sides today.
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