A leader in learning, a poet at heart,
In love with letters, with verse my art.
My pen, a spark to kindle change,
For all that is good, though times be strange.
Though trials rise and burdens weigh,
My faith stands firm, come what may.
For in devotion's steady light,
Dedication turns all trials bright.
These saplings that I plant
Shall grow in youthful lusty bloom
With beautiful hues and sweet fragrance
In My Garden before my door.
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'Let`s start our journey of fate`,
Proposed a stone to his mate,
`We shall have a race to run
High or low, rough or plain,
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Time riding on the mighty wings of cloud
Floods the world with hails and pours
Some centuries are swept to ocean
Some rise with the rise of New Era's sun;
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Be this conch can be confined within great grotesque gate
But the soul that's free fresh fine and part divine
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Society! Society! Society!
Its obstacle to all liberty!
Eat if the society allows!
Wear if the society allows!
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