False Prophet

The white crow with ivy in its beak,

Hoists the white iron flag.

With blows to the metal,

The flag rings to the others.

 

Jang!

 

The crowd gathers,

To sway in time,

Safe, Secure, United!

 

Jang!

 

Its feathers now seem soft,

Dark black eyes, so warm.

The paint of the flag chips,

To reveal the words underneath.

 

جنگ!

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