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Afear not the prison of the felons But the prison of the spirit and soul The heaviness of emptiness In men’s lives Suffocates the illumination of elation Even around human beings It is rare to find a circle of humanity Only the centre of silence too loud We never care Silence built sturdily amongst mankind To restrain and strangle the mind in solitude And fading its peace away Thus void be called my hearth Till I embrace the shadows of death Alone and alone the angels of hollow Shall cuddle my soul cold And drag me to the grave Sing no song of sympathy Nor thy cold condolences When I’m gone For thou shall forget of liberty And venerate divinities of lonesomeness When silence sighs alive amongst your souls Let it not breed And defeat humanity Relent not to that kind of wicked war Let it ebb afar from thy generation And construct love and care strongly For my children For unity is the reliable strength of society Let it be a custom to keep it firm Since it takes society to raise a child Raise them warriors And patriots of humanity And thou shall breathe happiness eternally And love be spread to my people
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 5:36 AM UTC
Defend humanity for thy generation of tomorrow
Afear not the prison of the felons But the prison of the spirit and soul The heaviness of emptiness In men’s lives Suffocates the illumination of elation Even around human beings It is rare to find a circle of humanity Only the centre of silence too loud We never care Silence built sturdily amongst mankind To restrain and strangle the mind in solitude And fading its peace away Thus void be called my hearth Till I embrace the shadows of death Alone and alone the angels of hollow Shall cuddle my soul cold And drag me to the grave Sing no song of sympathy Nor thy cold condolences When I’m gone For thou shall forget of liberty And venerate divinities of lonesomeness When silence sighs alive amongst your souls Let it not breed And defeat humanity Relent not to that kind of wicked war Let it ebb afar from thy generation And construct love and care strongly For my children For unity is the reliable strength of society Let it be a custom to keep it firm Since it takes society to raise a child Raise them warriors And patriots of humanity And thou shall breathe happiness eternally And love be spread to my people
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 5:36 AM UTC
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