Continuation
continuation of the poem
Titled : ALL IS NOT WELL.
All is not well!
I'm overwhelmed, can't calm the urge
Prompting the flight without a pause.
The twain- body and soul not in tandem.

Like opposition parties, refused to sheat rusted swords. Without restraint, they hang dirty linen abroad for all to sample.

Deep deep inside lies the fire.
Fire in the valley:
The valleys of my body and soul
Burning the bushes, ravaging the farms.
Can't you see the flames?

Ushering new land Lords out of their abode.
Those on the hills, what's the color of the flame?
Does it portray peace or danger?
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