This day my heart pounded due to the sun
Raging down on me with awesome rays,
One of them was called Lucifer, and one was called
Darkness, the one solution had arrived.
Darkness must arrange itself like the stars
That shine along the talking season.
When words breach, the liars fear our hats,
Wars of words are fought due to strong stars.
Step into the happening of this cosmos,
Stances are needed from the East,
Devils are needed from the West,
And then fires rage on like the Star
That roams along the world's eye.
Features sternly persuade us to command the sun,
These men have faces of brown and black,
And some are of whiteness and yellowness.
This day my heart pounded due to the heat,
Arranging the love of the heart with one human race.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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