Youth causes complaints in unexpected ways,
Lulling the pain can creep on the brain so quick;
Western people drag and kick, geese are they?
No, their life is complete in the knowledge of religion.
Their living is of the East, the West, the South, and the North,
The world collapses in front of them and behind them,
Yet bombs fly to describe the laughter of beings,
The being is upon us called God.
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