Puisi: "Useless" by Aris Balu

Rise sons of adam, lend the world your strength, raise your head when the morning calls

Ignore the pain once again, for your children demand the best of your labor

cast away your mortality, for what is a father, but god's instrument for erasing agony, what is a son, but the reason to swallow your pride and bend the knee?

Rise, I say, there are roads to build, another order to deliver, black gold to be released from the belly of the beast

Another hunt for the day, and the restless night awaits, Another aching bone is your price

and yet, they say you're not good enough, don't they understand the temptations? To leave is as easy as saying goodbye

Yet once again, you rise, a spirit worthy of thousands of poetry

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