Where the great and villains
Mighty swords and shield of Spartacus days
Which would fight present wars like the Greek?
Friends of ‘Cuntator’
And would later change minds and hearts
Into something new and adorable
Pleasant to the minds yet not deep into the hearts
There, there, just right there
If ever the brave would think of moving
Considering their might and power
To conquer the invisibles
Which waits for the immortals to sound the trumpet?
To note the initiation of yet another group ready for battle
With swords of words
Deep and insightful contents like shields
Would fall to fate?
From the East to the West
Ranging from fire to lake of fires
Hotter than the word itself
If it is in the Polar Regions
I dine with frozen weathers
Where it pains like truth to let out
Few yet faithful to gather at a time
If the eyes have seen something
Wait, it is a beginning of a new chapter
Yes, I know
Nevertheless, not much could be done
Than the rolling of truth
Yes! Forward Dvsl,
Hail you live forever!!!