Born in the land of the Eagle
unto the blood of the Bear;
I learned early across horizons of time
that life, is never fair.
And yet I've found,throughmany failures
have come out of them more gain;
For born unto me of freedom
the wings of the eagle;
And the fight of the Bear in my veins...
For with grace I soar
and in strentgh I roar
My spirit, angers for Justice!
Together, with the eagle's eye
and the bear's great, fighting size...
Opression...Shall BOW - before munificence!
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Poem / Religion and Spirituality
Poem / Poetry
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