What is that magnify
our memoirs?
Whose memocide one
should wait?
Which imagination we
continue to endure?
Whose horizon expands
and contract?
Whose narrative flows
forged?
Who’s picturesque is
feed in witty design?
Whose felony is the
felonious of all?
Whose massager and
agency are worth hearing ears?
The walk to the
pathless venture of valor.
Valor lost and
sacrifice for the wretched cause?
Whose prose brings
back my freedom and liberty, Is a rare found?
The considerate and
the virtuous shall stand numb?
Let us pen down the
answer. But how is that possible?
Because we are still
due to catch the right source, the right path and the right calling.
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