Come on then! let us draw our swords
Enough with Thy's empty words
Let us clash our shields against dawn
Now or never--be gone...
For I have smelled a foul reek
Now at my mercy--forgiveness is what you seek?
Oh, the living and all the dead!
Let this be an example for moving ahead
Oh, the cowards whom you believed
By me, now you all to be relieved
a tyrant you call us? --Oh, the hypocrisy!
are we not the end of this piracy?
I shall let my very own sword to define
--And I shall lead--for its a God-given right of mine!
Made By: Aysha Nasreen, on September 13,
(2025)
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