For the future that awaits me
Bright as sunlight and dark as the pit
I give homage to all of life’s experiences
For my crafting
In the face of melancholy and terror
I have not lost hope nor succumbed to pity
Under the dire circumstances of age
My vision is blurry but untainted
Beyond this place of utter misery and anguish
Appears but the nightmare of a dream in ruins
And yet the consequences of the decisions and traditions of my ancestors
Finds, and shall find, my audacity unmoved
It matters not how challenging life gets
How unfavorable the situations
I am the author of my destiny
I am the concluder of my kismet
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