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Disobedience never pleases
anyone in power who entrusted
his existence to a few commanders
who violated the sacred laws:
they were terrified of bloodshed,
their fear spiked the horror of being dead!

Days before the defeat they trod along roads
drier than any desert their feet had touched,
no amount of water could quench their thirst
becoming too discouraged and unable to fight;
their destiny was set by disheartening vibes:
nobody could have survived and claimed victory,
" Turn back, don't face with valor the strongest army:
it's an enormous tide that swiftly will swallow you up,
think about your home and your dear ones without a guard,
their feeble arms cannot point a rifle and aim at soldiers
who have no mercy on the little ones shaking up!"

" O traitors of the country that gave you birth and insight!
O despicable soldiers without the belligerent ego of the spirit
that admonishes to go forward, to defeat, advance and conquer;
your forefathers will toss in their graves for your cowardice,
show steadfast loyalty, look straight ahead: a warrior is not a mice
which hides and comes out of his crawling place when all is clear! "

The embittered general with his stern glance set on the battle
still persists in his admonition to prevail if they would heed
while his stallion neighs, immobilized and unable to proceed;
he holds the reins tightly: himself is afraid and seems to tremble!
Should be also disobey the sacred laws that make a nation stand?
No, he won't: he springs into action to scatter the enemy as planned!

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