Twenty one gun salute when widows rejoice
At mercies and graces God grants
Them when in poverty matters their voice
Metamorphoses sorrows, strains, sacrifices into cheerful chants.
Twenty one gun salute when orphans nurture hope
Clouds lift and greed grounds shift
As orphans ditch nope and dope
That contradict God's generosity gift.
Twenty one gun salute when couples communicate
Dispose of domestic damage without rancor
Pledge in future neither to decimate nor to dessicate
Opportunity and orifice for salvation succor.
Twenty one gun salute when recidivists reconcile
In the intimate interest of their nation
When they pledge to domicile
Tolerance, balance, sapience to stem the tide of trivia tension.
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