The great man fought bravely
In his glorious youthful days,
He achieved his laurels with flying colours,
Now being old,
He has lost his vigour and strength,
He feels himself weak and infirm,
But when someone reminds him
About his bright and dazzling previous days,
The eminent man roars and roars
More significantly than the previous days.
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