As I can foresee the end of my life,
Who would think that I feel lucky!
Reading as I do,
Day in and day out
The world’s problems,
Once thought as foreign,
Now seem to be surfacing here
Even within the mystery of life,
So many nations have been destroyed,
Watching one after another eating their own,
Hoping that they would wake up
And live with one another in peace.
But now I see our nation joining.
The nightmare of other nations,
Seemingly creeping into dichotomies
That can only result in the breakdown
Of the Constitution that has cemented us.
I can only hope that we, the People,
Will look back with gratitude to our ancestors
And push onward to restore the narrative
That We, the People, have so much to treasure
And cannot bear to let it be destroyed.
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