On the sandy shores at night,

Staring at the clear water's edge,

Sat the brave yet lonesome knight.

Of those numerous battles he fought,

Of those several scars he got,

Of all those painful moments he thought.

Why those demarcating borders,

Why those strict orders,

Why those merciless murders, he wondered.

All he wished was peace,

All he wanted was to feel,

The pure warless breeze.

Alas! People without morality,

Lands with cruel partitions,

Was the crushing rugged reality.

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(03.01.17)