Rage at the dying lights,
But do not loathe the ravens in the night.
Why be scared by which road to take,
Or fret about future and fate.
No goblin or ghoul can sway a resolute
soul,
From the market or from their goal.
Treat others with acute consideration,
Then there is no need for a curse for a
nation.
For hope is no fragile bird,
Out against the vicious world.
It is an eagle, ring'd with clouds,
That can withstand an onslaught of
doubts
Do not fear the captain dying,
Consider it time to seek new things
Do not stand to watch a dream deferred,
Or idly sit by when witnessing the
tables turned.
Now no poison tree should grow in a
human heart,
No face is should be half sunk, a
shattered visage.
Life is not riddled with “ifs”,
If conscientiousness becomes a
decision.
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