I shall strive to be.
If power will enslave me
I’d rather bow down.
If happiness will bring me mourning
I’d rather be lonely.
If wealth will cause me indigence
I’d rather be deprived.
If beauty will repulse me
I’d rather be ugly.
If fame will make me ashamed
I’d rather be unknown.
If knowledge will fool me
I’d rather be a moron.
If freedom will imprison me
I’d rather be caged.
I shall endeavor to be.
If all is at odd
I will even them.
If they stand against me
I will make them fall.
If I am killed
I will live again.
I will stand every time I fall.
I will crack laughter during agony.
I will win over defeat.
I will be at my best in the worst.
I shall enjoy heaven in chaos.
I shall see clearly in the midst of darkness.
I shall not surrender when captured.
I shall not believe the truth.
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