On the Way to the Fortress of Peace
Through fights and skirmishes
And battles and wars and tears
And lacerations, wounds and fears
Full long a time, decades year after year
And he was old now
And was he bent and tired now
And sickness was of him
Yet heavens sending a sweet messenger
Led him to the Fortress of Peace, at last.
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