If We Must Die
If we must die, let us not have regret
Hunted and tortured by our own selves,
While we constantly put ourselves in debt,
Making us not want to say our farewells.
If we must die, let us die satisfied,
So that we are content in our time
In death; then our foes will be cross-eyed
Shall they be even more difficult to climb!
O fellow humans! We must be responsible!
Though it is difficult let us be strong,
And strive to complete the impossible!
What if you question if you belong?
Like the people of your foe will face in vain your grave,
Pressed to the wall, that you were just so brave.
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