There is a battle I must fight.
Regardless of swords, shields, spears or arrows.
Stuck in a sick cycle. Dammed if I do, dammed if I don't.
Victory is not a goddess. Just a endless striving of wind.
More than just a war, you are hope.
More than just a battle you are lost, and I go on to fight your cause
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem