Strange life indeed-

It allows our lives to pass through it,

Sometimes it’s easy like breathing

With few letters to be sent home,

Soon everyone forget to remember us.

However at times-

Most times to some of us,

We go through the eye of the needle,

Extruded and shaped for purpose,

Conditioned for difficulties and life privation,

Where the weaker the process of preparing-

The weaker are our endeavours and resolves to conquer,

And the absence of results,

Rather badness of some at most times.

 

Here my prince:

No matter the events and hardship,

No matter the brigandage acted upon you-

To remove so little wealth and possessions

From your person;

To remove so little confidence and pride

From your person;

To remove so little culture and identify

From your person;

No matter how downtrodden life makes you,

At the end you shall rise!

 

You shall rise and stand above the oceans,

You shall rise and stand above the clouds

And touch the corona of the suns,

Heights and horizons where no living birds dare reach,

Vistas beyond blue skies,

Where no living souls dare dream,

You shall rise and nations will not sleep,

You shall eat them all.

You shall rise!

 

In your paths you will learn this:

Moments of pain are worth eternal

Soul of succulence and contentment,

Self sanction from hedonist ways is worth

Every gold piece of the mantle,

Mantle handed to you by your ancestors

You must stand tall!

 

You shall rise because you’re my prince,

You shall rise because you’re my avatar,

You shall rise because you’re my star-

The star of the seas!

 

You shall rise because you’re the child of the Nation.