Is not the true test
of my morality,
not only what I do,
not even what I would do
knowing I shan't be discovered,
but also what I would not do,
be it expected of me...
Ohh! Courage to face my foes!
They are deceitful and many!
Ohh! To arms! To arms!
Be it not a battle,
but an everlasting war!
Dare I wonder 'Where does
lead the slender path in the
inky solitude of darkness...
or the wide swath trampled
by the drifting multitude
in light of day?'...
a/n: Thanks for inspiration to
kel788w for sharing her poem
"Valuable Math Lesson".
Also, for exemplifying a fighting spirit.
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