Sometimes writing poems is a battle.
Poetry is the greatest work. It is
The breath of life and death for the people,
The source of hope for a struggling nation.
It must not be ignored. Is the poet
Skilled? He will woo the hearts of his readers.
This is how the poet shares his passion:
What he speaks is scribed in calligraphy.
What he weeps is painted in watercolors.
What he loves is sculpted in Burmese jade.
Many thoughtful edits quicken its pulse.
By these alone, I can foretell triumph.
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