Part 2

You will not live for very long.

Someday, all of you will die.

While you live, fight against what is wrong.

 

Your human lives are like a gong;

Echoing into the night “fie!”

You will not live for very long.

 

Use your anger like a tong,

Pick out the nightmares, for they lie.

While you live, fight against what is wrong.

 

They will try to lead you along,

Down their road; if you go a rye,

You will not live for very long.

 

Many of mine have died singing my song.

My soldiers, my, my, my…

While you live, fight against what is wrong.

 

The bell will ring, ding dong,

Time for my soldiers to try.

You will not live for very long.

While you live, fight against what is wrong. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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